Little past two; couldn't sleep again. Put on my yellow flannel gown, Wandered down past all The funny night sounds. Met the grey cat in the hallway, And you, standing by the mirror, And I was holding the cat in the hallway, Shivering in the mirror, Talking about the cat, being in the hallway; And I felt like d**h warmed up, Only slightly, from all the yellow… But I didn't want to leave the cat And all in the hallway, And I didn't want to lose the cat And all in the hallway - But what more could we say? So I put him down, and backed up To all the lonely night sounds. (For me, it's not over breakfast, But in the hallway.)