Rolling Stones

I hear the click-clack of your feet on the stairs
I know youre no scare-eyed honey.
Therell be a feast if you just come upstairs
But its no hanging matter
Its no capital crime
I can see that youre fifteen years old
No I dont want your I.D.
You look so rest-less and youre so far from home
But its no hanging matter
Its no capital crime
Oh yeah, youre a strange stray cat
Oh yeah, dontcha scratch like that
Oh yeah, youre a strange stray cat
Bet your mama dont know you scream like that
I bet your mother dont know you can spit like that.
You look so weird and youre so far from home
But you dont really miss your mother
Dont look so scared Im no mad-brained bear
But its no hanging matter
Its no capital crime
Oh, yeah
Woo!
I bet your mama dont know that you scatch like that
I bet she dont know you can bite like that.
You say you got a friend, that shes wilder than you
Why dont you bring her upstairs
If shes so wild then she can join in too
Its no hanging matter
Its no capital crime
Oh yeah, youre a strange stray cat
Oh yeah, dontcha scratch like that
Oh yeah, youre a strange stray cat
I bet you mama dont know you can bite like that
Ill bet she never saw you scratch my back
[ Stray Cat Blues Lyrics ]