A.P. Harbor - Wildcat

I met a cute little thing who put his arms around me
I said this is for the birds. My heart's got the best of me
I've got a wildcat howling in my chest
But if I turn around, baby, well, the cat's all I got left

My, my, my
I can't lie
I want you to know
Cat's got my tongue
I've been struck dumb
This is how it goes with a wildcat in your soul

Little tunes come warbling from your lips
Well, something about your birdsong, baby- I lose my wits
You've got a wildcat howling in your eyes
If you want to make me crumble, darling, you don't even have to try

My, my, my
I can't lie
I want you to know
Cat's got my tongue
I've been struck dumb
This is how it goes with a wildcat in your soul

My, my, my
I can't lie
I want you to know
Cat's got my tongue
I've been struck dumb
This is how it goes with a wildcat in your soul
With a wildcat in your soul
With a wildcat in your soul
With a wildcat in your soul

Written by:
Andrew Preston

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