Stray Cat Blues (50th Anniversary Edition)

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
And I can see that you're so far from home
But, it's no hanging matter
It's no capital crime

Oh, yeah, you're a strange stray cat
Oh, yeah, don'cha scratch like that
Oh, yeah, you're a strange stray cat
I bet, bet your mama don't know you scream like that
I bet your mother don't know you can 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
Woo!

I bet your mama don't know that you scatch like that
I bet she don't know you can bite like that
You say you got a friend, that she's wilder than you
Why don't you bring her upstairs
If she's so wild, then she can join in too
It's no hanging matter
It's no capital crime

Oh, yeah, you're a strange stray cat
Oh, yeah, don'cha scratch like that
Oh, yeah, you're a strange stray cat
I bet you mama don't know you can bite like that
I'll bet she never saw you scratch my back