Verse 1 There she goes again, sittin’ real sly, Eyes locked on that pen, don’t ask me why. With a flick of her paw, it’s hittin’ the ground, Guess she likes the crashin’ sound. Chorus She’s a tabletop terror, knockin’ things down, Watchin’ 'em fall with a smug little frown. Is it science or spite? I’ll never know, But my cat loves the show when they hit below. Verse 2 Remote, my keys, or a coffee cup, If it’s on the edge, she's messin' it up. I pick 'em up, she shoves 'em again, This crazy cycle will never end. Chorus She’s a tabletop terror, knockin’ things down, Watchin’ 'em fall with a smug little frown. Is it science or spite? I’ll never know, But my cat loves the show when they hit below. Bridge Maybe it’s power, maybe it’s play, Maybe she’s bored and messin’ with my day. But when she’s done, she curls up with me, And I forgive her 'cause she's such a queen. Chorus She’s a tabletop terror, knockin’ things down, Watchin’ 'em fall with a smug little frown. Is it science or spite? I’ll never know, But my cat loves the show when they hit below. Outro Yeah, my cat loves the show when things hit below.
