Did you ever think when you eat Chinese,
It ain't pork or chicken but a fat siamese
Yet the food tastes great so you don't complain
But that's not chicken in your chicken chow mein
Seems to me I ordered sweet and sour pork
But Garfield's on my fork
He's purring here on my fork
There's a cat in the kettle at the Peking Moon
The place that I eat every day at noon
They can feed you cat and you'll never know
Once they wrap it up in dough, boy,
They fry it real crisp in dough
Chow Lin asks if I wanted more,
As he was dialling up his buddy at the old pet store
I said not today, I lost my appetite,
There's two cats in my belly and they want to fight
I was sucking on a Rolaids and a Tums or two
When I swear I heard it mew, boy
And that is when I knew
There's a cat in the kettle at the Peking Moon
I think I got to stop eating there at noon
They say that it's beef or fish or pork
But it's purring there on my fork
There's a hair ball on my fork