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Stray Cats

Hey, man, I don't feel like goin' to school no more Me neither they can't make you go No you daddyo, yeah I ain't goin' to school it starts too early

Well, I know a little lady, she lives down London way She talks and talks all night but she ain't got much to say She don't need no ones opinion, don'

Well there's the Rockabilly cats with their pomps real high Wearing black drape coats, all real gone guys The cool skinheads with roll up jeans Looking

mice around Well, I'm slinkin' down the alleyway looking for a fight Howling to the moonlight on a hot summer night Singin' the blues while the lady cats cry "Wild stray

Well, I got a big old bomb and it won't be around for long Well, I got a big old bomb and it won't be around for long Well, it's a big old bomb but it

We've been driving all night long just to reach our destination in your town We've come five hundred miles, everyone's asleep there's not a sound Ooh

What's a man supposed to do When the blues have got him down? What's he gonna do When the blues have got him down? You go down the liquor store And you

C'mon everybody and let's get together tonight Got some money in my jeans and I'm really gonna spend it right No more movies for a week or two No more

Well, I got a low down dirty feeling That I've been cheated on and lied to If it's so then it's wrong, we've hung on for so long Why don't we have that