KITTENS IN THE SNOW
words and music by Mike Craver and Mark Hardwick copyright BMI/ASCAP WE'RE KITTENS IN THE SNOW. WE'VE GOT NO PLACE TO GO. WE CAME OUTSIDE TO PLAY AND LOST OUR LITTLE WAY. OH, WON'T YOU HELP US, PLEASE, BEFORE OUR WHISKERS FREEZE. WE'RE ON OUR KITTY KNEES. MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW. WE'RE IN DISTRESS; OUR S.O.S. IS MEOW MEOW MEOW. SUDDENLY WE SAW A GREAT BIG BEAR WITHOUT ANY HAIR; IT WAS THE ABOMINABLE SNOWMAN HE SAID "BOO! I'LL TELL YOU WHAT I'LL DO, I'LL MAKE A KITTEN STEW!" WE'RE JUST QUIVERING SHIVERING KITTENS WITHOUT BOOTS AND WITHOUT MITTENS. WE'RE KITTENS IN THE SNOW. THE HOUR IS GETTING LATE. THE BEAST IS FOLDING NAPKINS; HE'S SET ANOTHER PLATE FOR MR. FRANKENSTEIN. THEY'RE TALKING ABOUT WINE AND WONDERING WHAT KIND GOES WITH: MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW. WE'RE IN DISTRESS OUR S.O.S. IS MEOW MEOW MEOW. SUDDENLY WE SAW A ST. BERNARD RUN INTO THE YARD WITH SEVERAL TROOPS OF CANADIAN MOUNTIES, FOLLOWED BY THE CZAR IN HIS ROYAL CAR SMOKING A CIGAR. THEY CAUGHT THAT AWFUL BEAST AND SENT HIM TO THE EAST WHERE HE WAS REHABILITATED BY A KINDLY PRIEST, AND NOW HE DRIVES A BUS; IT'S ALL BECAUSE OF US. WE'RE KITTENS IN THE NEWS. HO HO! WE KNOW IT'S SO. THERE'S PLACES WE CAN GO, AND WE'RE IN ALL THE MAGAZINES EATING SARDINES: THE FAMOUS KITTENS IN THE SNOW!