[Verse 1]
Baby Guy on the back of the couch
Eyes like trouble, tail like a fuse
Paws in the plant, claws in the couch
Yeah, this tiny tiger’s bad news
Dive-bomb lap from across the room
Teeth on my thumb, then soft purr bloom
Scratch on my arm, then nap on my chest
I swear this chaos is the best
[Chorus]
Baby Guy’s a punk, punk, punk
Rip my jeans, then curl right up
Wild little heart in a fur coat
Bites my hand, then saves my soul
Baby Guy’s a punk, punk, punk
Roughhouse love, I can’t get enough
Every jump, every joyful fight
You turn my bad days bright
[Verse 2]
Zoomies at three in the morning
Skid on the floor like you’re on tour
Knock down a glass, no warning
Then you’re purring at my door
Headbutt chin, then attack my feet
Flip on your back like “come and see”
Claws out first, then eyes go soft
You’re my favorite, tiny mosh
[Chorus]
Baby Guy’s a punk, punk, punk
Rip my sleeves, then curl right up
Wild little heart in a fur coat
Bites my hand, then saves my soul
Baby Guy’s a punk, punk, punk
Roughhouse love, I can’t get enough
Every jump, every joyful fight
You turn my bad days bright
[Bridge]
Yeah you scratch, yeah you scream
But you’re my sweetest, spikiest dream
Every scar, every laugh, every shout
That’s what love is all about (hey!)
[Chorus]
Baby Guy’s a punk, punk, punk
Rip my jeans, then curl right up
Wild little heart in a fur coat
Bites my hand, then saves my soul
Baby Guy’s a punk, punk, punk
Roughhouse love, I can’t get enough
Every leap, every wild-eyed bite
You turn my bad days bright