I hear the click-clack of your fe et on the stairs,
I know you're no scare-eyed honey .
There'll be a feast if you just com e upstairs, but
Its no hanging matter, It's no capital crime.
Yes I can s ee that you're fi fteen years old.
No I don't wa nt your i. d.
Yes I can s ee that you're so far from home, but
Its no hanging matter, Its no capital crime.
Oh y eah, you're a strange stray cat
Oh y eah, don'tcha scratch like that
Oh y eah, you're a strange stray cat, I bet
Bet your mama don't know ya scream like that
I bet your mother don't know that you spit like that.
You look so weird and you're so, so far from home
But you really miss your mo ther
Don't look so scared I'm not no ma d-brained bear, but
But its no hanging matter It's no capital crime, oh yeah...
I bet your mama don't know that you scratch like that
I bet your mother don't know you bite like that.
You say you got a fr iend, and she's wi lder than you
Why don't you br ing her upst airs
If she's so w ild then she can jo in in too
Its no hanging matter It's no capital crime
Oh y eah, you're a strange stray cat
Oh y eah, don'tcha scratch like that
Oh y eah, you're a strange stray cat
I bet your mama don't know you can bite like that
I bet she never saw ya scratch my back