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| I hear the click-clack of your feet on the stairs I know you're no scare-eyed honey. There'll be a feast if you just come upstairs But it's no hanging matter It's no capital crime I can see that you're fifteen years old No I don't want your I.D. And I can see that you're so far from home But it's no hanging matter It's no capital crime Oh yeah, you're a strange stray cat Oh yeah, don'tcha scratch like that Oh yeah, you're a strange stray cat I bet, bet your mama don't know you scream like that I bet your mother don't know you can spit like that. You look so weird and you're so far from home But you don't really miss your mother Don't look so scared I'm no mad-brained bear But it's no hanging matter It's no capital crime Oh, yeah Woo! I bet your mama don't know that you scatch like that I bet she don't know you can bite like that. You say you got a friend, that she's wilder than you Why don't you bring her upstairs If she's so wild then she can join in too It's no hanging matter It's no capital crime Oh yeah, you're a strange stray cat Oh yeah, don'tcha scratch like that Oh yeah, you're a strange stray cat I bet you mama don't know you can bite like that I'll bet she never saw you scratch my back |
| Other songs from the album |
| Click on the songs to view the lyrics. | |
| • Sympathy For The Devil | • No Expectations |
| • Dear Doctor | • Parachute Woman |
| • Jig-Saw Puzzle | • Street Fighting Man |
| • Prodigal Son | • Stray Cat Blues |
| • Factory Girl | • Salt Of The Earth |
| Other albums of Rolling Stones |
| • England's Newest Hitmakers | • December's Children |
| • Aftermath | • Flowers |
| • Let It Bleed |
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