I got the Cathouse Blues...
I wear the high airs,
The high heel shoes
Whoa, darling, it's hard to be surrounded
Where the women are lazy,
And the men are rude
I got the cat walk, don't talk blues...
I creep on cat's feet,
I don't speak loose
Yourself in velvet,
Forget we ever met...
I got the closed in,
The cathouse blues...
Blue gray eyes that say...
I guess you don't remember
I guess that I was younger
Touche, the cat sleeps alone,
Sleeps only in the sun
But she'll awake at night
And she'll be gone...
Singing the cathouse blues
I need some new red velvet shoes
I'm still a dreamer's fancy...
They say I'm pretty classy...
I'm just a feline silky cat come true...
I'm just a feline silky cat come true...
I'm just a feline silky cat come true
Yeah.
