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)