Black alley cat,
Strutting down the walkway under the red light
Where are you headed tonight?
Pur in a stranger’s lap
For the taste of milk and honey
You’re the buyer's choice for affection
And you’re getting off on the attention.
Dig your claws into the satin,
Go on and meow out to the moon
When you’ve gotten your fix
You can go on to the next,
Feline sway in your swagger
You’re playing loose with your life.
One down and eight to go,
As you slide down the pole
Back onto the catwalk
You are brazen and bold.
Bewitch them with your hazel eyes
And bat at their souls,
You’re just a black alley cat
Strutting down the walkway under the red light
Don’t know where you’re headed.
But it’s been such a long, long night
Return to where your bed is,
All the catnip and the money won’t save you
Can’t replace the shame that outweighs you
Fur down to the floor as you’re singing a sad tune,
Was it worth it?
Black alley cat,
Strutting down the walkway under the red light
Where are you headed tonight?
Black alley cat,
Don’t break curfew,
Can’t keep you from your delights
But if the dogs can’t stay astray
I fear one may chew you up and leave you
Under the red light, in this alleyway
Crying out to the moon.
This is something I wrote while playing the guitar. I was thinking of the song "Roxanne" and all of the *** workers downtown trying to chase happiness or a fix.
