Black alley cat, Strutting down the walkway under the red light Where are you headed tonight?
Pur in a stranger’s lap For the taste of milk and honey You’re the buyer's choice for affection And you’re getting off on the attention.
Dig your claws into the satin, Go on and meow out to the moon When you’ve gotten your fix You can go on to the next, Feline sway in your swagger You’re playing loose with your life.
One down and eight to go, As you slide down the pole Back onto the catwalk You are brazen and bold.
Bewitch them with your hazel eyes And bat at their souls, You’re just a black alley cat Strutting down the walkway under the red light Don’t know where you’re headed.
But it’s been such a long, long night Return to where your bed is, All the catnip and the money won’t save you Can’t replace the shame that outweighs you Fur down to the floor as you’re singing a sad tune, Was it worth it?
Black alley cat, Strutting down the walkway under the red light Where are you headed tonight?
Black alley cat, Don’t break curfew, Can’t keep you from your delights But if the dogs can’t stay astray I fear one may chew you up and leave you Under the red light, in this alleyway Crying out to the moon.
This is something I wrote while playing the guitar. I was thinking of the song "Roxanne" and all of the *** workers downtown trying to chase happiness or a fix.