The Lovin' Spoonful — Henry Thomas

My cat dragged it Through the door one fine morn On its back ears hung Forty pounds of feet and tongue Ooh wee, my dear Henry Dig the dog the cat dragged in Ooh wee, my dear Henry Dig the dog the cat dragged in Can't fight, won't bite Has bugs, eats rugs Smells flowers, sleeps hours Growing like a dinosaur Ooh wee, my dear Henry Dig the dog the cat dragged in Ooh wee, my dear Henry Dig the dog the cat dragged in Ooh wee, my dear Henry Dig the dog the cat dragged in Ooh wee, my dear Henry Dig the dog the cat dragged in