Cats Under the Stars

Cats on the blacktop, birdie in the treetop
Someone plays guitar that sounds like clarinet
I ain't ready 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 strippеr's doin', it's just for you
Time is a stripper's doin', it's just for you

Knock in the brass tacks, covеr 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