What If We Were Tigers

What if we were tigers and the Savannah were our home?
In the long tall grasses we'd trow about and roam

On silent paths we'd run away from hunters out for gain
And hide amongst the undergrowth when hunting season came

We'd hang out in the shade just like every cool cat lost
And listen to the monkeys in treetops way above

Your yellow coat is stripey, your nose pink as can be
Little tiger baby, you are so dear to me