Album Guide

Gutter Cats Vs. the Jets (4:39)

(Glen Buxton, Michael Bruce, L. Bernstein, S. Sondheim)

I went out cating, pussyfootin' around
'Till the break of dawn found me knocked out flat on my head
Some feline Kitty 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

(Meow)

House cat
You really got it made
Sleepin' all night
A purrfect delight of day

Some feline beauty
Waved her tail my way
And 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

(Meow...mrreow...meow! Meow! Meow!)

Some bad cats from 4th 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 flyin'
Midnight, Catfight, Neckbite, Die

When you're a Jet
You're a Jet all the way
From your first cigarette
Till your last dyin' 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
Somone gets in our way
Someone don't look so well
When you're a Jet
You - Stay - A - Jet

(Pow!)