A 1962 popular song. Words by Jack Harlen. Music by Frank Bjorn.
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He goes on the prowl each night
Like an alley cat
Looking for some new delight
Like an alley cat
She can’t trust him out of sight
There’s no doubt of that
He just don’t know wrong from right
Like an alley cat
He meets ’em (meow)
And loves ’em (meow)
And leaves ’em (meow)
Like that “Catsanova” does
That’s no way to treat a pal
She should tell him “Scat!”
Aren’t you sorry for that gal
With her alley cat?
He goes on the prowl each night
Like an alley cat
Looking for some new delight
Like an alley cat
He don’t know what faithful means
There’s no doubt of that
He’s too busy makin’ scenes
Like an alley cat
He meets ’em (meow)
And loves ’em (meow)
And leaves ’em (meow)
Like that “Catsanova” does
That’s no way to treat a pal
She should tell him “Scat!”
Aren’t you sorry for that gal
With her alley cat?
He meets ’em (meow)
And loves ’em (meow)
And leaves ’em (meow)
Like that “Catsanova” does
That’s no way to treat a pal
She should tell him “Scat!”
Aren’t you sorry for that gal
With her alley cat?
And that’s the sad, sad tale of a lonesome frail
And her alley cat