I like my pickles and I like my cat My cat likes pickles, well, how about that? I put my pickles in jars And I send 'em to Mars Now the Martians have my pickles Nothing else rhymes with pickles And the Martians they ate them all up I sent my cat but they wanted a pup I told them no sir, I can't do that Then they said OK, send the cat Pickles and cat, my two favorite things Green and orange, they make my bells ring Pickles and cat, you should get yourself some But not mine, I'm not sharing none When my cat got to Mars he scratched a couch It was a Martian, and the Martian yelled ouch My cat ran away to a big rocket ship Pressed all the buttons and went on a trip Landed on a big space rock and scratched up the place Now no one goes there, it's his own private space Pickles and cat, my two favorite things Green and orange, they make my bells ring Pickles and cat, you should get yourself some But not mine, I'm not sharing none
