Frisky

I'll be down when you're gone

Call me back on the telephone

Lil ol', lil ol', lil ol' name and a title

I gets all the way down

If I don't keep smilin' wit' y'all

You gonna see me frown

That's why I keep music

All around the bed

So I can call Frisky

Very hard to be led in the wrong direction

Frisky, yeah, yeah, yeah

Oh Frisky, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Oh Frisky, yeah, yeah

Oh Frisky, yeah, yeah, yeah

Put a little tickle on the Jones' head

Turn off the lights and go to bed

Have you ever ever stopped a rainbow?

I don't think so at least

To the fog and Frisky, afternoon feast

Energy the jailer, wanna keep it in check

Gonna check with my tailor

'Cause I don't give a heck

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Frisky, yeah

Oh Frisky, yeah, yeah, yeah

Oh Frisky, ah, huh, huh

Talk to me Frisky, yeah, yeah, yeah

Put a little tickle on the Jones' head, yeah

Turn off the lights and go to bed

Under-under-understand the power of a little heart

Applying the wrong pressure

Makes for a slower start, yeah

Stroke town today

Though wind chills strong

I feel overworked if Frisky is wrong

You can talk to Frisky

(Frisky, eh, eh)

(Frisky, eh, eh)