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
Touché?
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?