Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brendan Martini
Songwriter
Julia Lynn
Songwriter
Naomi Poesel
Songwriter
Lillie Della Penna
Songwriter
Lyrics
Clap, Clap, Clap your hands!
Clap, Clap, Clap your hands!
Clap, Clap, Clap your hands!
Clap, Clap, Clap your hands!
Can't call this cat without getting bit back
Can't call this cat without getting bit back
Can't call this cat without getting bit back
Can't call this cat without getting bit back
Bet you wish you knew how to control me
Mama always told you it would be easy
You just gotta hang out of your window
Whistle like a dog, make her feel queasy
But what your mama didn't tell you
There are girls who will make you feel sorry
Get ready to tell a different story
Can't call this cat without getting bit back
Can't call this cat without getting bit back
Can't call this cat without getting bit back
Can't call this cat without getting bit back
Get right, motherfucker
You know it's all about control
Hands above your head, motherfucker
You'll wish you never followed me home
Get back!
Can't call this cat without getting bit back
Don't call me
Can't call me
Don't call me
Can't call me
One day you'll wish you kept your fucking mouth shut
It's Babe Haven, bitch!
Written by: Brendan Martini, Julia Lynn, Lillie Della Penna, Naomi Poesel