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Paul McCartney - Pads, Paws and Claws lyrics
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 SHE'S A FELINE TORMENTOR, 
 NOT ANY VAUDEVILLE WIFE,
 BUT WITH A DRUNK-TOWN LAMENT 
 HE LEADS HER A MISERABLE LIFE.
 BUT WHEN HE'S FULL OF THAT BEER-CHAMPAGNE,
 SHE PADS, PAWS, PADS, PAWS AND CLAWS
 AND IF HE SHOULD WAKE UP IN SOME TERRIBLE DIVE,
 AND HE DON'T KNOW IF HE'S SO-SO,
 BUT HE'S SO SURPRISED HE'S ALIVE.
 "COME ON LITTLE HONEY, LET ME UNDER YOUR HIVE."
 SHE PADS, PAWS, PADS, PAWS AND CLAWS
 SHE PADS, PADS AROUND THE BEDROOM, 
 PRACTISING WAYS TO FLIRT.
 HE PAWS, POURS ANOTHER DRINK
 AND ANYTHING IN A SKIRT.
 ANYTHING WEARING A NECKLACE,
 HE THINKS OF CLAWS SCRATCHING HIS BACK, 
 HE'S GOING OUT THERE, HE'S NOT COMING BACK.
 SHE'S GOT SPIDER-LEG FINGERS, 
 SHARPENED WHENEVER HE STRAYS.Paul McCartney - Pads, Paws and Claws - http://motolyrics.com/paul-mccartney/pads-paws-and-claws-lyrics.html
 AND SHE CARRIES A BIRD-PURSE, 
 WITH ALL OF HER WOMANLY WAYS.
 'TIL HE'S DRINKING HAIRSPRAY, 
 SHE KNOWS THAT HE NEVER WOULD DARE,
 SHE COULD BE IN PICTURES 
 IF SHE WASN'T ALL COVERED IN FUR
 HE'S COMING HOME NOW AND HERE'S THE SURPRISE,
 YOU WOULDN'T BELIEVE THE LIES THAT HE TRIES.
 SHE CUT HIM DOWN TO HER FAVOURITE SIZE,
 SHE PADS, PAWS, PADS, PAWS AND CLAWS.
SHE PADS, PAWS, PADS, PAWS AND CLAWS.
SHE PADS, PAWS, PADS, PAWS AND CLAWS, YEAH.
WHOA!
 OH! OH! OH! OH! OH! OH!
 HEY YEAH!
 DOO!
 OH YEAH!
 PADS, PAWS, PADS, PAWS, PADS, PAWS AND CLAWS.
 OH!
 WHOA!








