sábado, 11 de setembro de 2010

Friday night feeling

Stray Cat Strut

Oooh, Oooh, Oooh, Oooh,


Black and orange stray cat sittin' on a fence

Ain't got enough dough to pay the rent

I'm flat broke but I don't care

I strut right by with my tail in the air



Stray cat strut, I'm a ladies' cat,

A feline Casanova, hey man, thats where its at

Get a shoe thrown at me from a mean old man

Get my dinner from a garbage can



Yeah don't cross my path



I don't bother chasing mice around

I slink down the alley looking for a fight

Howling to the moonlight on a hot summer night

Singin' the blues while the lady cats cry,

"Wild stray cat, you're a real gone guy."



I wish I could be as carefree and wild,

but I got cat class and I got cat style.



I don't bother chasing mice around

I slink down the alley looking for a fight

Howling to the moonlight on a hot summer night

Singin' the blues while the lady cats cry,

"Wild stray cat, you're a real gone guy."



I wish I could be as carefree and wild,

but I got cat class and I got cat style.

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