The Black Cat Swing

I'm just a poor black cat through the night On my way all time trying to survive I'm flat broke but I don't care And my beautiful tail 're still in the air I have a good friend, his name is jean Believe is a mouse, it's what I mean We have a blues duo all Saturday night To get enough money and drink some wine Jean and I playing through the night Till all lady cats start to cry All cats angry with jean Looking for a hot fight A hot fight I get my dinner from a garbage can Hanging upside down, that's so sad Jean all the time makes me feel so good When I hear his harp playing the Blues Day by day we need to hide You know! we are easy meat all night Jean knows all the escape routes To get away from the Cat's groups Jean and I playing through the night Till all lady cats start to cry All cats angry with jean Looking for a hot fight A hot fight