Song Length |
1:58 |
Genre |
Folk - Americana |
Lyrics
Silly Tilly
(Vikki Lee)
She loves tuna
Roams the rooms and
Sometimes stays out all night
Never fickle
About tickles
But she doesn't like ice
It's absurd that
For a small cat
Her fur is so thick
And with strangers
She arranges
To hide someplace quick
She is silly
My Tilly
But she's good company
Just a crazy
Little lady
And she's nuts about me
When she's sizing
Up my eyes now
What does she see?
Silly Tilly
Knows a lot more about me then me
Pokes her head out
the doorway
Looks from left to right
Is she meeting
Someone special
A Tomcat tonight?
Never mind that
Says my sweet cat
She'll stay where shes at
Saunters gayley
High held tailey
Straight back to my lap
She is silly
My Tilly
But shes good company
Just a crazy
Little lady
And she's nuts about me
When shes sizing
Up my eyes now
What does she see?
Silly Tilly
Knows a lot more about me then me