Cathouse Blues

I got the cathouse blues

I wear the highest of high heel shoes

Whoa…

Whoa, darling

It's hard to be surrounded

Where the women are lazy

And the men are rude

I got the can't walk, don't talk blues

I creep on cat's feet

I don't speak loose

Your…self in velvet

Forget we ever met

I got the closed-in, the cathouse blues

Blue-grey…

Eyes that say

I guess you don't remember

I guess that I was younger

Touche…

The cat sleeps alone

Sleeps only in the sun

But she'll awake the night and she'll be gone

Singing the cathouse blues

I need some new red velvet shoes

I'm still a dreamer's fancy

They say I'm pretty classy

I'm just a feline silky cat come true

I'm just a feline silky cat come true…

I'm just a feline silky cat come…true…

Yeah…