Jake Heggie - Animal Passion

Fierce as a bobcat's spring
With start-up speeds of sixty miles per hour
I want a lover to sweep me off my feet
And slide me into the gutter
Without the niceties of small-talk roses or champagne
I mean business
I want whiskey
I want to be swallowed whole
I want tiles to spring off the walls
When we enter hotel rooms or afternoon apartments
I won't pussy-foot around responsibility
"shoulds" and "oughts" are out for good
And I don't want to be a fat domestic cat
I want to be frantic
Yowls and growls to sound like the lion house at feeding time
I don't give a damn who hears
I don't give a damn!
No discreet eavesdroppers' coughs can stop us in our frenzy
Let the voyeurs voient
And let the great cats come