The Indians send signals from the rocks above the pass,
The cowboys take position in the bushes and the grass.
The squaw is with the corporal She doesn't mind the language, it's the beatings she don't need.
And he wakes to find the fire's dead and an arrow's in his ass,
She lets loose all the horses when the corporal is asleep,
And Davy Crockett rides around and says it's cool for cats.
Cool for cats.
It's cool for cats.
They get a gang of villans in a shed out by Heathrowe.
The Sweeney's doing ninety `cause they've got the word to go.
They're countin' out the fivers when the handcuffs lock again.
In and out in one swift with the numbers on their names.
It's funny how the misses always looks the bleedin' same.
And meanwhile, at the station, there's a couple'a likely lads, They're cool for cats.
To change the mood a little, I've been posing `round the pub.
Who swear like how'sI fancy this, I fancy that. I want a piece of flesh.
And by the time I'm sober, I've forgotten what I've had.
I see in my reflection: I'm looking slightly rough.
But all I get is bitter and a nasty little rash.
I give a little muscle and I spend a little cash
Cool for cats.
And everybody tells me that it's cool to be a cat. Cool for cats.
I kiss her for the first time and then I take her home.
I ask her lots of questions as she hangs on to the wall.
Shape up at the disco when I think I've got her pulled.
I'm invited in for coffee and I give the dog a bone.
She likes to go to discos, but she's never on her own.
I said, "I'll see you later," and I give her some old chat,
It's cool for caBut it's not like that on the T.V. Cool for cats.
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