Alice Cooper - Gutter Cat vs. The Jets lyrics
[Alice Cooper - Gutter Cat vs. The Jets lyrics]
I met an alley cat pussyfootin' around
'Til 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 meow
House cat, you really got it made
Sleepin' all night and perfect delight of day
Some feline beauty waved her tail my way
And 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 4th 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, catfight, neck bite, die
When you're a Jet you're a Jet all the way
From your first cigarette 'til
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
'Til 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 meow
House cat, you really got it made
Sleepin' all night and perfect delight of day
Some feline beauty waved her tail my way
And 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 4th 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, catfight, neck bite, die
When you're a Jet you're a Jet all the way
From your first cigarette 'til
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