^Domest_ic_us

Parody of “The Two of Us”, words and music by Heather Rose Jones

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Parody lyrics ©6/23/92 by Bob Kanefsky. All rights reserved. The copyright of the original lyrics and music remain with the holder(s) of the original copyright.

Am It’s

been just the

F two

of us

for

Am too

long to re

F call

or even

G try

.

Nothing much to

E do

while I’m

Dm with

you

but

E lan

guish, balled up

C near

the fire’s heat.

And the

Am meat

, or what must

F pass

for it,

is too

Am dry

, cold, and

F bor

ing for my

G taste

.

I’ve

G some

times stalked the

E grass

to find us

Dm food

,

but you let

E your

half go to

Am waste

.

I can’t quite remember now
just what I am or who my mother was.
You bear no resemblence to me but
perhaps you grew from a more fuzzy youth?.
No, the truth is those born with me
were enslaved, cast out, or murdered long ago.
While I, the fourth- or fifth-born, have been saved —
for what dark purpose I don’t know.

Pity ’bout the furniture,
when I forgot the sharpness of my claws.
I thought you had inferred what’s on my mind
and bought the carpeting because of me.
Don’t you see that the temptation of the texture
is enough to give one ... paws?
The ultimate sensation I like next
to cotton stuffing, lace, and gauze.