Meoow... Meow... Are you sleeping tight? Well, not tonight! Meow! The sun sinks down behind the Old Church tower Time for Tiger and Moon to seize the hour The Red Light District is ours, the alleys dark and small We kick over a flowerpot with a loud crash and fall! Clatter-de-clat-clat! There goes the neighbor’s ashtray once more Sorry neighbor, that's what we're here for! We are Tiger and Moon, kings of the canal sites! We are singing the blues in the deep, deep night! Meooow! Meow, meow, meoow We are singing the blues for the hunger and the moon Until every light in the street turns on too soon! Morning breaks, our bellies start to rumble loud Time to stir up the market crowd The smell of syrup waffles leaves us cold We want fish, deep-frozen or salted and old! Moon jumps onto the crates, what a massive clatter The fishmonger screams: "Get lost, what's the matter?!" The fishmonger waves his white dishcloth in the air But Tiger is faster, already gone from there Herring in his mouth, paws off the floor Quickly under the canvas of the fabric store! Meow-meow-meow, we race through the street That fat herring is finally our treat! With fish in our bellies, we need a place to hide A big tourist boat comes floating on the tide We leap from the bridge, landing right on the deck The captain turns around and yells: "What the heck?!" We duck under seats while the tourists take a guide Free tour of the canals, what a glorious ride! We are Tiger and Moon, kings of the canal sites! We are singing the blues in the deep, deep night! Meooow! Meow, meow, meoow We are singing the blues for the hunger and the moon Until every light in the street turns on too soon! I love the Amsterdam market.... and the alleys… Always fresh fish to fill our bellies... Meow.. meow... Boat ride is over, warm in the bushes we lie Sleeping until evening, as the day passes by Eyes closed, paws crossed over each other... Meoow... meow.
