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I got the Cathouse Blues I wear the high airs, The high heel shoes Whoa, darling, it's hard to be surrounded Where the women are lazy, And the men are rude I got the cat walk, don't talk blues I creep on cat's feet, I don't speak loose Yourself in velvet, Forget we ever met I got the closed in, The cathouse blues Blue gray eyes that say I guess you don't remember I guess that I was younger To say the cat sleeps alone, Sleeps only in the sun But she'll awake at 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 From Letras Mania