Weird Al Yankovic - Cats In The Kettle - табы

Cat's in the Kettle
Words by Weird Al Yankovic music by Harry Chapin

(capo 8th fret)

opening riff
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   A
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   A                      C
Did you ever think when you eat Chinese
   D                        A
It ain't pork or chicken but a fat Siamese
        A                        C
But the food tastes great so you don't complain
     D                          A
But that's not chicken in your chicken chow mein
G       G/F#                 G/E
Seems to me I ordered sweet and sour pork
G/D      C          Em/B    A
But Garfield's on my fork
    C              Em/B    A
He's purring here on my fork

Chorus:
        A                           G
There's a cat in the kettle at the Peking Moon
    C                       D
The place that I eat every day at noon
A                                G     C
They can feed you cat and you'll never know
          Em/B    A     C
Once they wrap it up in dough boys
    C      Em/B      A
Wrap it up crisp in dough

-opening riff-

Chow Lin asked if I wanted more
As he's dialing up his buddy at the old pet store
I said not today I lost my appetite
There's two cats in my belly and they want to fight
I was sucking on a Rolaids and a Tums or two
When I swear I heard it mew boys
And that is when I knew

Chorus2:
There's a cat in the kettle at the Peking Moon
I guess I gotta stop eatin' there at noon
They say that it's beef or fish or pork
But it's purring there on my fork
There's a hair ball on my fork

-opening riff-