Suspicious Eyes

(to the tune of Suspicious Minds as performed by Elvis Presley)

by Mewsette

(drumbeat) (lights up) How can this be- What you're doing to me- Your very own cat that you've loved for all these years? Why do you try When the fur's gonna fly, When my heartbroken look will have you in tears? Where must I go That I am treated so, Just because I trusted you when you picked me up? I tried to resist, I might have even hissed, I should have been suspicious and you tricked me! I won't get in my carrier, Got suspicious eyes, I know where you are taking me, I won't like the surpri-i-i-ise. Well, you got me in. You're gonna pay for your sin. I'm gonna howl and thrash around all the way. Did you think I'd forget The way I go to the vet? Oh help, help, are we gonna drive all day? I hate it in my carrier, Got suspicious eyes. I know it's gonna mean trouble, I know because I'm wi-i-i-ise. (instrumental interlude) Well, guess we're goin' home now, Don't you think I was goo-ood? Please, please are we goin' home now, It's really time we shu--hu--hu--houd. Hurry, get in the door! Put me down on the floor. Open this cage before I scream like a banshee! Watch me run and hide. I've still got my pride. You won't see me again until next Wednesday. My suspicious eyes Are so deep and wise, Next time I'll know exactly what you're up to. I'm not one who cries, But got suspicious eyes - Next time you can bet that you won't find me. My suspicious eyes ..... ....... suspicious eyes ...... (fade out) (drum rolls) (applause) "Ladies and gentlemen, Mewsette has left the building."