| Catlong sighs, holdin’Kitty’s black tooth
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| She left to marry some top cat, ain’t it the cold truth?
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| And there hasn’t been a tally since Sally left the alley
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| Since Sally left with Big Pretty, things have got pretty thin
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| It’s tight on this fence since them young dudes are musclin’in
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| Jack Knife cries 'cause Baby’s in a bundle
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| She goes runnin’nightly, lightly through the jungle
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| And them tin cans are explodin’out of the 90-degree heat
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| Cat somehow lost his baby down on Bleecker Street
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| It’s sad but it sure is true
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| Cat shrugs his shoulders, sits back and sighs
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| Catlong lies back-bent on a trash can
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| Flashin’lights that cut the night, dude in the white says he’s the man
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| Well, you better move fast when you’re young, or you’re not around
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| Cat somehow lost his Kitty in the city pound
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| So get right, get tight, get down
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| Who’s that down at the end of the alley? |
| She’s been gone so long
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| Here she comes, here she comes
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| Here she comes, here she comes
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| Kitty’s back in town, here she comes now
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| Kitty’s back in town
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| Cat knows Kitty’s been untrue and that she left him for a city dude
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| Well, she’s so soft, she’s so blue
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| When he looks into her eyes, he just sits back and sighs
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| Ooh, what can I do, ooh, what can I do?
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| Ooh, what can I do, ooh, what can I do? |
| Alright
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| Ooh alright, ooh alright
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| Ooh alright, ooh alright |