Mean Old Cat Blues

Chorus

Got a mean old cat, likes to bite your feet

Got a mean old cat, won’t ever retreat

She’ll sneak and crawl, never acts sweet

Better watch yourself, she’s gunning for your feet

Verse 2

Started slow, tail flicking in the hall

Eyes glinting low, crouched up by the wall

She leaps so fast, nobody can call

You holler in pain but she don’t stall

Pre-Chorus

Paws of thunder, keep you on the run

No hiding slippers, she ain’t done

From dusk till dawn, she’s seeking fun

That mean old cat always wins, never shunned

Chorus

Got a mean old cat, likes to bite your feet

Got a mean old cat, never skips a beat

You try to sleep, she knocks you off your seat

You learn real quick to hide your feet

Dramatic Finish

She’s the queen of the room, you can’t compete

Got a mean old cat, you best retreat

She rules the house, you can’t unseat

With a snarl and a jump—she’s got your feet!

Dramatic Finish

She’s the queen of the room, you can’t compete

Got a mean old cat, you best retreat

She rules the house, you can’t unseat

With a snarl and a jump—she’s got your feet!