7th And Beale / Stanfield Major, Lyricist / Gilbert Sanchez, Music Writer: Music

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Jason Hotchk155: Music concept, vocals, guitar

Stephane C.: Bass, drums, Hammond organ

Rab: Mixing

Stanfield Major: Lyrics

Tom Cat Blues

 

I'd like to be your carpet, darlin',

 the finest grade..

I wanna be your carpet, honey,

the finest grade.

Cause if I was your high class carpet, baby,

Well maybe I'd get laid.

 

Or I could be your table, darlin',

that would be all right.

Let me be your table, honey,

that would be all right.

Cause I know you lay your table, baby,

morning, noon, and night.

 

NOW A WOMAN SHE JUST NEED TO SHAKE IT

AND SHE GOT MORE FUN THAN SHE CAN EVER USE

BUT A MAN NEED A POCKET FULL OF MONEY,

SWEET TALK, OR FRIENDS WHO SPREAD THE NEWS.

AND IF HE DON'T…

HE’S GOT THE TOM CAT BLUES.

 

So take me to the funeral parlor

Cause I'm about to die.

Take me to the undertaker, honey,

cause I’m about to die.

Lay me on down in that casket

maybe these TOM CAT BLUES'll pass me by.

 

(Chorus)

 

(Caterwauling)

Sounds like the TOM CAT BLUES.

(More caterwauling)

Yeah, those are the TOM CAT BLUES.

(Still more caterwauling)

Ooooh, he's got 'em bad!