Stray Cat Blues (Live) - The Rolling Stones
Lyrics by:Mick Jagger/Keith Richards
Composed by:Mick Jagger/Keith Richards
But
I got
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
Yeah
But I can see that you're 15 years old
No I don't want your ID
And I can see that
And you're so far from home
But that's no hanging matter
It's no capital crime
Come on
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 do spit like that
You look so weird I sense
And you're so far from home
But you don't really miss your mother
You look so scared I'm not a mad-brained bear
But it's no hanging matter
It's no capital crime
Oh yeah
Whoa
I bet your mama don't know that you scratch like that
I bet she don't know you can bite like that
Here we go
You say you got a friend and she's wilder than you
Why don't you bring her upstairs
Now
If she's so wild then she can join in too
It's no hanging matter
It's no capital crime
Oh yeah
Oh yeah come on
Oh yeah you're a strange stray cat
I bet your mama don't know you can bite like that
I'll bet she never saw you scratch my back
I bet bet your mama don't know you scream like that
I bet your don't know you do spit like that
I bet your mama don't know that you scratch like that
I bet your mama don't know that you scratch like that
I bet mama don't know you can bite like that
I bet you don't know
I bet you don't know
I bet you don't know
I bet your mama don't know
I bet your mama don't know