Stray Cat Blues

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 Its no hanging matter, It's no capital crime. Yes I can see that you're fifteen years old.       No I don't want your i.d.        Yes I can see that you're so far from home, but Its no hanging matter, Its no capital crime. Oh yeah, you're a strange stray cat Oh yeah, don'tcha scratch like that Oh yeah, you're a strange stray cat, I bet Bet your mama don't know ya scream like that I bet your mother don't know that you spit like that. You look so weird and you're so, so far from home       But you really miss your mother       Don't look so scared I'm not no mad-brained bear, but But its no hanging matter It's no capital crime, oh yeah...              I bet your mama don't know that you scratch like that I bet your mother don't know you bite like that. You say you got a friend, and she's wilder than you       Why don't you bring her upstairs        If she's so wild then she can join in too Its no hanging matter It's no capital crime Oh yeah, you're a strange stray cat Oh yeah, don'tcha scratch like that Oh yeah, you're a strange stray cat I bet your mama don't know you can bite like that I bet she never saw ya scratch my back