Cool Cat with Time To Spare 2

[Verse] In the shadows of the old trees, where the county never naps, Lives a sleek black cat, just chillin' with no gaps. He's got a lazy streak and a swagger, man, he's way too cool, In a maple and oak jungle where the laws of time don't rule. [Verse 2] He prowls the toy room, where the jazz notes dance and swing, A gangster with no worries, he's the king of this ring. No clock to punch, no boss to hound, he’s got it slick, Life's an endless movie, with a never-ticking flick. [Chorus] Oh, that cat's got time, to chill and groove all day, He’s the master of the moment, come what may. With a jazz flute blowing, intense and free, This feline's living it up, in perfect harmony. [Verse 3] Beneath the moonlit couch, where the colored rope lights glow, Our hero sips on tuna juice, in a midday show. A smooth operator, rolls his tempo slow, No hurry, no flurry, just go with the flow. [Bridge] Random flute soars high, like a bird in flight, Cutting through the night, adding spice to his plight. He's got the rhythm, he's got the beat, That hip hop tranquility, can't be beat. [Verse 4] Day breaks, the hustle starts, but not for our cool cat, He finds a sunbeam, stretches, takes a nap. Stayed out all night, but he’s right on track, Living larger than life, in his black feline sack.