Lyrics

WALKIN' THE CAT

Oh looky there, a tiny bit of bosom
Dynamite, the right perfume
Here ya see, one edge-walkin' woman
Whose joy in life is heatin' up a room

Guess it's time, to kiss up to the mirror
Oh, oh my, you're showin' some thigh
Maybe now, a little dab of powder
This lady she is ready, gonna do or die

And here i come
Keeper of the mystery
Ms. late-night news, got the premium tools
Long hip stridin' down the middle of the street
Wearin' my sparkles
The attitude hat
I'm all woman
And i'm walkin' the cat
And there's a pause, those important conversations
Then the eyes, oh yeah, meow
Now the smiles, those little-boy faces
They 'preciate what nature will endow
In their minds their doin' little movies
Floatin' scenes they're hopin' to make
Bless their hearts it's hard not to love 'em
Seein' hamburger guys wantin' t-bone steak

(INSTRUMENTAL chorus)

It's so satisfyin'
All this oohin' and eye'n
Surrounded by dreams and neon lights
You got to understand
I Ain't lookin' for no man
Want to add a little magic to a saturday night

REPEAT CHORUS


Robert Copeland / Ray Palmer
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