Lyric Cutter Cat Vs. The Jets

I met an alley cat
Pussyfootin around
Til the break of dawn
Found me knocked out flat on my head

Some feline beauty
Waved her tail my way
I just had to stay
I couldn t get the blood off my hands

She made my eyes bug out
Her tail stand up
And I ain t even in heat for a month

House cat
You really got it made
Sleepin all night
And perfect delight of day

Some feline beauty
Waved her tail my way
I just had to stay
I couldn t get the blood off my bed

She made my eyes bug out
Her tail stand up
And I ain t even in heat for a month

Some bad cats from 4th Street
Come down to our alley
Well we say that s cool
But just stay away from me and my boys

Eyes clash
And claws slash
And green-eyed fur goes flyin
Midnight
Catfight
Neckbite
Die

When you re a Jet
You re a Jet all the way
From your first cigarette
Til your last dyin day
When you re a Jet
Let em do what they can
Little boy, you got friends
You re a family man
The Jets are in gear
They re always well-respected
You re never alone
When company s expected
You re well-protected

Here come the Jets
Like a bat out of hell
Somone gets in our way
Someone don t look so well
When you re a Jet
You - Stay - A - Jet