I've got an old Tom-cat,
And when he goes out,
All the other cats in the neighbourhood,
They begin to shout.
cho: Here comes the Visa tom,
Struttin' right on down,
He's got a brand new credit card
And he's goin' to paint the town!
My ole cat Messiah,
Got a credit limit thats higher
Than me or you, it must be true
He's a financial high flier,
Visa tom's alright,
He's a bundle of dynamite,
He can buy any pussy in this doggone town
And he's howling every night
Visa tom's on a spree,
Yes, he's spendin' more than me
Then the Bank caught on to where the money had gone,
And cut off his facility (OUCH)
Tom don't go out no more,
Rarely ever goes through the door,
He just plays soft ball up and down the hall,
'Cos his hard ball don't work no more.
No more the Visa-tom,
Chasing all them pussies round
He stays in the house quiet as a mouse,
Since the bank turned his damper down!
written in response to a report of a cat being given a credit card
parody of TOM CAT BLUES (~TOMCATBL), also known as Ring Tail Tom
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