It’s this one:
I’m not really showing my age…this was a Golden Oldie on the radio already, when I was in my tender tween years.
But the reason it’s going through my head, is my own damn fault. Like so many cat owners, I get all cutesy with them to the point of being sickening. Yes, I confess, I do.
Pumpkin was rescued from the streets of New York, so I substituted “Talk about the Cat from New York City”,in the lyrics…now I’m doomed to hear it, over and over again.
Anyway, I am working on the sketch of “The Cat from New York City”. It’s going to have more detail, and rosebushes in the final.