The Bee’s Knees and the Cat’s Pajamas

[Intro] (Strut it, sugar…) Snap your fingers, swish that skirt— Time to show the boys what sass is worth! [Verse 1] Well, I roll into town like a fresh breeze blowin’ Red lipstick poppin’, and my wild side showin’ They say I’m trouble wrapped in lace and denim seams— But honey, I’m the cream in your moonshine dreams! [Chorus] I’m the bee’s knees, the cat’s pajamas, The snake’s hips with all that drama— The monkey’s eyebrows raisin’ hell tonight! I’m the dog’s bark, the gator’s grin, The fox that’ll bite and kiss again— If you don’t get hip, then bless your hide! [Verse 2] Boots clickin’ like a jazz drum rim, Whiskey on my breath, mischief on a whim, Boys line up, but they can’t keep pace— I’m the cat’s whiskers, baby, scratch that face! [Bridge] You can call me the cat’s meow, I ain’t takin’ no cow-wow vows, Got a nickel for your dime-store charm— But you won’t catch me on your arm! [Chorus] I’m the bee’s knees, the cat’s pajamas, The elephant’s instep, mama’s mamba— The duck’s guts struttin’ through the night! I’m the horse’s halter, rooster’s comb, Wild as a tomcat headin’ home— Too swell to tame, too sharp to bite! [Tag / Outro] Yeah, light that match, let the record spin, When sass was style and sin was in— Raise your glass and toast with ease… To the foxiest gal who’s the bee’s knees!