Big attitude. Tiny teeth. A girlfriend who insists on washing his head in front of the band.
Intended lyrics
[chorus]
Fur, fur, fur
All on your freshly ironed shirt
Fur, fur, fur
She washed my head while I tried to flirt
Fur, fur, fur
[verse]
I scare the neighbor's dog
But the vacuum makes me cry
[chorus]
Fur, fur, fur
She took my bed but I stole her heart
Fur, fur, fur
Nine lives, one girl, and the couch is hers
Fur, fur, fur