Stray Cat Blues

I hear the click-clack of your feet on the stairs I know you're no scare-eyed honey There'll be a feast if you just come upstairs But it's no hanging matter It's no capital crime I can see that you're 15 years old No, i don't want your i.d You look so restless and so far from home But that's no hanging matter It's no capital crime Oh yeah, you're a strange stray cat Oh yeah, don't you scratch like that Oh yeah, you're a strange stray cat I bet, i bet your momma don't know you scream like that I bet she don't know that you spit like that You look so weird and you're so far from home But you don't really miss your mother Don't look so scared; i'm no mad-brained bear But it's no hanging matter It's no capital crime Oh yeah, you're a strange stray cat Oh yeah, don't you scream like that Bet your momma don't know you scratch like that Bet she don't know you can bite like that You say you've got a friend; she's wilder than you Why don't you bring her upstairs If she's so wild, well she can join in too But it's no hanging matter It's no capital crime Oh yeah, you're a strange stray cat Oh yeah, don't you scratch like that Oh yeah, you're a strange stray cat Bet your momma don't know you bite like that I bet she never saw you scratch my back Scratch my back Scratch my back Scratch my back Scratch my back Scratch my back Scratch my back Scratch my back Scratch my back