The jungle has it’s rules: Observe the leopard.
She slides in out of view. But ya shoulda known better.

“Won’t you come on back to the room?” Killers prey and they purr, too.
“Won’t you come on back to the room? Killers prey but they purr, too – and I’m purrin’ for you.”

The jungle thufferth no foolth. The lonely fare no better.
Thome dithe by the light of the moon. Watch ‘em come up theventh.

“Won’t you come on back to the room?” Killers prey and they purr, too.
“Won’t you come on back to the room? Killers prey but they purr, too – and I’m purrin’ for you.”

“Won’t you come on back to the room? Don’t you...
Killers prey and they purr, too. Don’t you worry..."
“Won’t you come on back to the room? What’s... Killers prey and they purr, too. What’s...”
“Won’t you come on back to the room? Don’t you...
Killers prey and they purr, too. Don’t you worry..."
And they’re purrin’ for you. And I’m purrin’ for you. And they’re purrin’ for you.