Cats down under the stars Cats down under the stars
Cats on the blacktop, birdie in the treetop, Someone plays guitar that sounds like clarinet. I ain`t ready yet to go to bed, I think I`ll take a walk downtown instead.
Cats on the bandstand, Give`em each a big hand, Anyone who sweats like that must be all right. No one wants to fight; no blackeye, Just another cat beneath the stars tonight.
Cats in the limelight, feels like it`s alright, Everybody wants something they might not get. I ain` ready yet, it ain`t complete, That`s why I am headin` down to Alleycat Street.
Satin blouse unbuttoning, satin blouse unbuttoning, Time is a stripper`s doin`, it`s just for you. Time is a stripper`s doin`, it`s just for you.
Knock in the brass tacks, cover up your tracks Jack, You ain`t nowhere till you can pay your own way back. What else do you lack to make it right, But cats down under the stars tonight