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Oooh, Oooh, Oooh, Oooh,
Black and orange stray cat sittin' on a fence Ain't got enough dough to pay the rent I'm flat broke but I don't care I strut right by with my tail in the air Stray cat strut, I'm a ladies' cat, A feline Casanova, hey man, thats where its at Get a shoe thrown at me from a mean old man Get my dinner from a garbage can Yeah don't cross my path I don't bother chasing mice around I slink down the alley looking for a fight Howling to the moonlight on a hot summer night Singin' the blues while the lady cats cry, "Wild stray cat, you're a real gone guy." I wish I could be as carefree and wild, But I got cat class and I got cat style. I don't bother chasing mice around I slink down the alley looking for a fight Howling to the moonlight on a hot summer night Singin' the blues while the lady cats cry, "Wild stray cat, you're a real gone guy." I wish I could be as carefree and wild, But I got cat class and I got cat style. |
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| 2:39 |
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Rock This Town - Stray Cats Well, My baby and me went out late Saturday night I had my hair piled high and my baby just looked so right Well, pick you up at ten, gotta have you home at two Mama don't know what I catched off of you But that's all right cause we're looking as cool as can be Well, we found a little place that really didn't lood half bad I had a whiskey on the rocks And change of a dollar for the jukebox Well, I put the cold rock into that can But all they played was disco, man Come on, baby, baby, let's get out of here right away We're gonna rock this town Rock it inside out We're gonna rock this town Make'em scream and shout Let's rock, rock, rock, man, rock We're gonna rock till you pop We're gonna rock till you drop We're gonna rock this town Rock it inside out Well, we're having a ball just 'a bopping on the big dance floor Well, there's a real square cat, he looks a 1974 Well, he looked at me once, he looked at me twice Look at me again and there's gonna be fight We're gonna rock this town We're gonna rip this place apart We're gonna rock this town Rock it inside out We're gonna rock this town Make'em scream and shout Let's rock, rock, rock, man, rock We're gonna rock till you pop We're gonna rock till you drop We're gonna rock this town Rock this place apart |
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| 3:26 | 
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| 2:54 |
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| 3:01 |
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Well I know a little lady, she lives down London way,
She talks and talks all night, but she ain't got much to say. She don't need no ones opinion, don't want no interruptions, Just shuts up long enough to reapply the suction Well she's little miss prissy, and she love you, But she ain't worth a dime Well I swallow all her comments, make her all remarks, When I finally get her where I want her, Her bite's worse than her bark. Well she's little miss prissy, she love you, But she ain't worth the time She ain't worth the time Well I know a little lady, she lives down London way, She talks and talks all night, but she ain't got much to say. She don't need no ones opinion, don't need no interruptions, Just shuts up long enough to reapply the suction Well she's little miss prissy, and she love you, But she ain't worth the time She ain't worth the time But she ain't worth the time She ain't worth the time. Oh no Well she's little miss prissy, and she love you, But she ain't worth the time |
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| 2:34 |
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| 2:57 |
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| 3:28 |
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| 3:55 |
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| 10. |
| 2:26 |
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Well my sweet baby wears fishnet stockins
When she starts a rockin' man there ain't no stoppin' Singin' bop-bop a doo-bop fishnet stockins Shoo-wop a doo-wop when she's a rockin' Bop-bop a doo-bop there ain't no stoppin' Rockin' with my baby in her fishnet stockins Well, she's got a pair in pink - Got a pair in red - When she puts the black ones on, she makes me use my head Singin' bop-bop a doo-bop fishnet stockins Shoo-wop a doo-wop when she's a rockin' Bop-bop a doo-bop there ain't no stoppin' Rockin' with my baby in her fishnet stockins One time! Well, she's got a pair in pink - Got a pair in red - When she puts the black ones on, she makes me use my head Singin' bop-bop a doo-bop fishnet stockins Shoo-wop a doo-wop when she's a rockin' Bop-bop a doo-bop there ain't no stoppin' Rockin' with my baby in her fishnet stockins Rock it again now! Well, ya know my sweet baby wears fishnet stockins When she starts a rockin' man there ain't no stoppin' Singin' bop-bop a doo-bop fishnet stockins Shoo-wop a doo-wop when she's a rockin' Bop-bop a doo-bop there ain't no stoppin' Rockin' with my baby in her fishnet stockins |
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| 2:59 |
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Get kicked out for coming home at dawn,
Mom and Dad cursed the day you were born, Throw your clothes into a duffle bag Shoutin' as ya slam the door home is a drag Who can I turn to and where can I stay ? I heard a place is open all night and all day There's a place you can go where the cops don't know You can act real wild they don't treat you like a child Runaway boys Your hair's all greasy and you feel like a slob, You're only fifteen and you can't get a job, Go into the luncheonette and shoot a few games Losing all your quarters, man it's always the same Steal a couple of bucks to buy a new toy, Slip into the alley with the Runaway boys Runnin' faster, faster all the time You're under age and God knows, that's a crime ! Runaway boys |
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| 3:13 |
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Hey , man , I don't feel like goin' to school no more
Me neither . They can't make you go . No you daddyo yeah ! I ain't goin' to school it starts too early for me Well listen man I ain't goin' to school no more it starts much, much too early for me I don't care about readin' , writin', 'rithmetic or history I'm gonna walk to the corner and meet my little Marie I'm gonna walk to the corner and meet my little Marie Well she's the only girl in this whole world who understands me Well she's sexy and seventeen My little rock-roll queen Acts a little bit obscene Gotta let off a little steam Dig that sound shake it around you're mine , mine , mine Johnny and Eddie and me and Jimmy and Jack Are gonna do a little number on the teacher when she turns her back We're gonna cut out of class , meet the girls by the railroad track Well ev'ry Friday night there's a band that you gotta hear Just a dollar ticket in and twenty-five cents a beer They play rock and roll music like it hasn't been rocked for years Well she's sexy and seventeen My little rock-roll queen Acts a little bit obscene Gotta let off a little steam Dig that sound shake it around you're mine , mine , mine Well when I hear that rockin' beat I can't sit still up , out of my seat Come on Babe lets jump 'round your feet Can't learn nothin' in school they don't teach you on the street ! Wo-oh , wo-oh , baby I like your style Wo-oh oh oh oh baby I like your style You don't care what the other kids say , You go real wild Well you're sexy and seventeen My little rock-roll queen Acts a little bit obscene Gotta let off a little steam Dig that sound and shake it around you're mine , mine , mine Dig that sound and shake it around you're mine , mine , mine Dig that sound and shake it around you're mine , mine , mine |
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| 4:25 |
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| 2:47 |
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| 2:55 |
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| 3:12 |
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| 3:04 |
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| 4:06 |
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| 19. |
| 3:13 |
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Well there's the rockabilly cats with their pomps real high
Wearing black drape coats, all real gone guys The cool skinheads with the rolled up jeans Looking real tough and mighty mean There's a rumble in Brighton tonight Ringside seats for the neighborhood fight, There ain't a damn thing that the cops can do, There's a rumble in Brighton tonight. They sew fish hooks under their collars, Got razors in their shoes "Go cat go" is their battle cry World War Three is starting to brew Now, the skinheads all use black jacks And they're looking mighty mean They got chains wrapped around their fingers And their heads are all shaven clean There's a rumble in Brighton tonight Ringside seats for the neighborhood fight, There ain't a goddamn thing that the cops can do, There's a rumble in Brighton tonight Well there ain't a man left standing, So let's all go get a beer No team is a winner So we'll see you all next year There's a rumble in Brighton tonight Ringside seats for the neighborhood fight, There ain't a goddamn thing that the cops can do, There's a rumble in Brighton tonight Rumble in Brighton tonight Rumble on the beach tonight Rumble in Brighton tonight Rumble on the beach tonight Well man there ain't a goddamn thing that the cops can do, So line back up for a side line view Ringside seats for the neighborhood fight There's a rumble in Brighton tonight |
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| 3:16 |
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