Stray Cat Blues - Live At The Roundhouse / 1971 Songtext - The Rolling Stones

Stray Cat Blues - Live At The Roundhouse / 1971 - The Rolling Stones

[Verse 1]
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 fifteen years old
No I don't want your I.D
And I can see that you're so far from home

[Chorus]
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
I bet, bet your mama don't know you scream like that
I bet your mother don't know you can spit like that

[Verse 2]
You look so weird and you're so far from home
Bet you 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 scratch 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

[Chorus]
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
I bet you mama don't know you can bite like that
I'll bet she never saw you scratch my back


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