Cat Woman

I sell breasts and legs in New Orleans
Jambalaya, crawfish etouffee.
She came in through the door with eyes like Mardi Gras,
Smiled and served me up her resume.
There was not much I could do to resist her
So she started work that very day.
On breaks she’d go out back, toss chicken to the cats
I understood that woman right away…

She’s a Cat Woman – you hear them howl all day
for their Cat Woman to finish work and play.
I hope that woman knows I’d like to be her cat someday.

I knew our meeting wasn’t accidental,
And someday soon she’d walk right through my door.
But when she finally came I almost knew her name.
Fate is just too hard to ignore.
And I knew I had to spend some more time with her
So I asked her out on Friday night.
Gumbo on the bayou, m’cher meow oh miyo
We hung out with the cats ‘til early light.

She’s a Cat Woman – you hear them howl all day
for their Cat Woman to finish work and play.
I hope that woman knows I’d like to be her cat someday.