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