Did you ever think when you eat Chinese?   It ain’t pork or chicken but a fat Siamese   Yet the food tastes great so you don’t complain   But that’s not chicken in you chicken chow mien   Seems to me I ordered sweet ‘n sour pork   But Garfield’s on my fork   He’s purring here on my fork      There’s a cat in the kettle at the Peking Moon   The place that I eat everyday at noon   They could feed you cat and you’ll never know   Once they wrap it up in dough, boys   They fry it real crisp in dough      Chow Lin asked if I wanted more   As he was dialing up his buddy at the old pet store   I said, “Not today I lost my appetite.   There’s two cats in my belly and they want to fight.”   I was suckin’ on a Rolaid and a Tums or two   When I swear I heard it meow   And that is when I knew      There’s a cat in the kettle at the Peking Moon   Think I gotta stop eatin’ there at noon   They say that it’s beef or fish or pork   But it’s purring there on my fork   There’s a hairball on my fork