Hoo Hoo Flailing limbs and heavy breathing is Not the way I prefer to start things Hoo So I hold my breath and hold on tight And clench my fists and prepare to fight Hoo There's a fine line, oh Hoo, hoo, hoo From fighting to flying, oh Hoo, hoo, hoo He purrs here pretty kitty He sneers, hey, kitty kitty Hoo Hoo Well, I may be a kitty, but don't kick this cat She's got blind ambitions and a wooden bat She's a frequent flyer she's a space cadet She's a slip and slider and a high risk bet Learning the art, oh Hoo, hoo, hoo Of conquering hearts, oh Hoo, hoo, hoo But she's clumsy And she strays Bad kitty breaking the Toys with which she plays Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo There's a fine art, oh Hoo, hoo, hoo To breaking hearts, oh Hoo, hoo, hoo Without crossing the line, oh Hoo, hoo, hoo To blackening eyes, oh Hoo, hoo, hoo Hoo