Meow That’s What I Call Music: Volume 5 Ed Sheeran Edition

Fish, you know I want your fin
Your fin was pawmade for somebody like me
Come on now, you be my treat
I am not crazy, just feed me
Say, fish, let’s not talk too much
Grab you with my paw and put that fish in me
Come on now, just feed me
Come, come on now, just feed me
I’m in love with the shape of you.

I found a fish, for me
Yummy just dive right out
And into my tummy
Well I found a fish, beautiful and sweet
I never knew you were the flavor waiting for me.

Give a little fish to me, or just leave now
We’ll play hide and seek to turn this around
And all I want is the taste that this fish allows.
My my, my my, oh give me fish
My my, my my, oh give me fish.

It’s late in the evening
fish on the side
I’ve been sat with you
For most of the night
Ignoring everybody here
I wish you would disappear
So maybe I could make trouble now

I met you at the shelter then jumped into your car
I shared some love with you while I gave your mother a scar.
She asked me what’s my favorite color, so I responded with charm.
Said it was green, now is my new home very far?
I took my claws out and a bite just for fun,
what do you mean I can’t be on the table and run?
Scratched some more then one more fish for the car,
banned your jukebox, and got up to sleep.


The Long Lost Lyrics of Meow That’s What I Call Music Volume 2

So I’m gonna’ eat you
Like I’m gonna’ lose you
I’m gonna’ hold you
Like you’re running away

Wherever you’re standing
I won’t take you for granted
’cause I’ll never know when
When I’ll run out of mice

When I had you to myself
I didn’t want you around
Those silly phrases always made me
made me want to frown
Then someone called you into work
One call was all it took
Now it’s much too late for me
To take a second look
Oh, human, give me one more chance
To show you that you love me
Won’t you please let me
Back in the treats.
It’s not in the way that you hold me
It’s not in the way you say you care
It’s not in the way you’ve been treating me to fish
It’s not in the way that you put the food in my dish
It’s not in the way you look or the things that you say that you’ll do
Hold the line, dinner isn’t always on time,
meow, meow, meow

Meow That’s What I Call Music: Volume 4

I’m only one scratch away

I’ll be there to make you pay

Lucifer got nothin’ on me

I’m only one scratch away.

You can’t feel your face when you’re with me

but you love it, but you love it,

You can’t feel your face when you’re with me

but you love it, but you love it.

I love eating feathers

in a beautiful world

and I know I am special

I’m so fuckin’ special

’cause I’m a cat, I’m a feline

what the hell are you doing here?

you don’t belong here.

Santa baby, slip a fishy under the tree, for me

I’ve been a good awful girl, Santa baby,

so hurry down the chimney tonight.


Meow That’s What I Call Music Volume 3

Every cat has its claws

Just like every nap has its end

Just like every stray cat sings a sad, sad song,

Yeah, every cat has its claws.

What’s fish got to do with it

what’s fish but a scrumptious meal for me

what’s fish got to do with it

who needs dessert when tuna is the best.

Oh, I wanna mouse with somebody

I wanna hunt him down with somebody

Yeah, I wanna mouse with somebody

with somebody who pets me.

‘Cause if you like the way you look that much

on, baby, you are probably a cat

and if you think that I am gorgeous too

Well I will go and love myself.

Oh yeah, I’ll tell you something

You don’t need to understand

When I yell that something

I wanna scratch your hand.

Meow That’s What I Call Music

The real lyrics to the songs you all know and love…

Hey, I just ate you,

And it was tasty

Now it’s nap time

Don’t call me a baby.

Cause I’m hot then I’m cold

I’m yes then I’m no

I’m in then I’m out

I’m up then I’m down

Never wrong, always, right

I’m black and I’m white

I sleep, I dream up

Eat grass, I throw up.

Let it go, let it go

Can’t hold my prey anymore

Let it go, let it go

then chase it through the door

I don’t care

what a mess I’ll make

Let the rat run on

I always catch ’em anyway.