Cat Samba Lyrics

Swear by the count

He's gone past ten

You'd be wrong

Time and time again

Watch him jump

Tree to tree to tree

Hear the cans roll

Down the street

None of my business 

What he's in

Just a witness

To shenanigans

Where he's gone

I wouldn't hazard a guess

He always seems

To bury his mess

Kitties in the hood

Bring 'em birds

Wrapped in leaves

The cat always lands

On his feet

Down a sewer pipe

Up a dead end

Swipin' fish

Swingin' that tail

Followed by dogs

Not his friends

Everyone wants

His business sense

Staying cool

Despite the dread

Keeping that beat

Between his legs

Shaking nine lives

Like a bell

Arching his back

Everyone's still

Between the trap and mouse

Poison and the roach

Patient and the couch

There's an understanding 

Your luck will run out

You'll be there for the count

When the man cues up

The heavy strings