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He goes on the prowl each night, |
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Like an alley cat. |
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Looking for some new delight, |
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Like an alley cat. |
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You know, she can't trust him out of sight, |
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And there's no doubt of that. |
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He just don't know wrong from right, |
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Like an alley cat. |
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He meets them.. |
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And loves them.. |
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And loves them... |
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Like the "Catsanova" does. |
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I mean that's no way to treat a pal, |
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She should tell him "Scat!" |
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Aren't you sorry for that gal, |
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With her alley cat? |
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He meets them.. |
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And loves them.. |
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And loves them.. |
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Like the "Catsanova" does. |
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I mean that's no way to treat a pal, |
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She should tell him "Scat!" |
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Aren't you sorry for that gal, |
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With her alley cat? |
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Yeah, that's the sad, sad tale of a lonesome frail. |
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Yeah, that's the sad, sad tale of a lonesome frail and her alley cat. |
