A song from my youth.

O'the liquor was spilled on the barroom floor,
And the place was closed for the night.
When out of his hole came a great big rat,
That sat in the pale moon light.
He lapped up the liquor from the barroom floor,
Then back on his haunches sat,
And into the gloom of the empty room cried,
Bring on your God damned cat! Hic! Cat