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I've got the eerie grace, and the emerald stare;
I've got the hidden knives, the glossy sable hair,
I've got the sharp tuxedo with the white cravat--
I ought to be a James Bond villain's cat
Cogitation makes me certain that;
I ought to be a James Bond villain's cat!
I want the rare roast beef, not the contemptible crumbs.
I want devoted servants with opposable thumbs.
I want the patronage that will provide me that.
I ought to be a James Bond villain's cat!
I want the formal pond with the endangered fish,
I want the heavy cream from a crystal dish,
I want the luxury that is my habitat--
I ought to be a James Bond villain's cat.
I've got the sharp tuxedo with the white cravat,
But I'm not cut out to be a diplomat.
I want the luxury that is my habitat;
I ought to be a James Bond villain's cat!
The little problem here has not escaped my eye:
The villains end up dead when Mr. Bond comes by,
But when the chips are down, I am an acrobat
I ought to be a James Bond villain's cat!
I've got the sharp tuxedo with the white cravat
But I'm not cut out to be a diplomat.
I want the luxury that is my habitat
I ought to be a James Bond villain's cat!