Cat with a reeking catbox
Glares at the clod who leaves it full
He's a geek, stench apparently don't phase him
He's a jerk, won't empty the turds that lay there
Litter green, clod will not replace it

He went to buy some liquor
Six-pack of whatever's cheapest there
So you kick all the sand out of that reeking tray
But when that jerk gets home, looks the other way
Reeking turds; he just flat ignores them

Stinking litter green
Topped with turds that completely gross you out
There are clumps of crud why does that putz ignore them?
Reeking litter green
Gives off wrenching stench but still that lout
ignores that mess, he won't refresh your box
you'll fix that scum tomorrow

Piles of your turds keep growing
Still, he just lies on the couch; keep snoring
Can't he smell all the vapor that your crap emits?
It's bad, you'll may vomit, still that *sshole sits
Don't respond to the vibes you're sending

Clean my litter green
'Cause those freaking turds just gross me out
Dump those clumps of crud that I've kicked on the floor now
Filthy litter green
'Cause it bites that you just won't clean my tray
You ignore that mess, I do protest
I'll crap your bed tomorrow