Gutter Cat vs. The Jets - Alice Cooper

作词：Dennis Dunaway/Glen Buxton/L. Bernstein/Michael Bruce/S. Sondheim

I met an alley cat

Pussyfooting around

Till 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

Sleeping' 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 fourth 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 flying

Midnight cat fight neck bite

Die

When you're a jet

You're a jet all the way

From your first cigarette

Till your last dying 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

Someone gets in our way

Someone don't feel so well

When you're a jet

You stay a jet