Black Cat

There's a cat prowling through the streets at night

And she's black and her eyes are burning yellow

Fierce and bright

The lights are darkened (Yellow, fierce and bright)

Senses sharpened (The lights are darkened)

Wide awake

As she acts out her past of Jungle days

When the night was her friend in many other different ways

It gave protection (Many different ways)

Of detection (It gave protection)

By her prey

With a sway and swing she walks away

And the look in her eye it never ever seems to say

The way she's feeling (Never seems to say)

No revealing (The way she's feeling)

Black cat ways