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Lyricist: Alice Cooper
Lyrics:
I met an alley cat Pussyfootin' around Till the break of dawn Found me knocked out flat on my head
Some feline beauty Waved her tail my way I just had to stay I couldn't get the blood off my hands She made my eyes bug out Her tail stand up And, I ain't even in heat for a month
House cat, you really got it made Sleepin' all night and perfect delight of day
Some feline beauty Waved her tail my way I just had to stay I couldn't get the blood off my bed She made my eyes bug out Her tail stand up And I ain't even in heat for a month
Some bad cats from fourth street Come down to our alley Well, we say that's cool But just stay away from me and my boys
Eyes clash and claws slash And green-eyed fur goes flyin' Midnight, cat fight, neck bite Die
When you're a jet You're a jet all the way From your first cigarette Till your last dyin' day When you're a jet Let 'em do what they can Little boy, you got friends You're a family man
The jets are in gear They're always well respected You're never alone When company's expected You're well protected Here come the jets Like a bat out of Hell Someone gets in our way Someone don't feel so well When you're a jet You stay a jet
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