THE ALLEY CAT SONG (Jack Harlen/Frank Bjorn) (Artist: Bobby Rydell)
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 them, and loves them, and leaves them, like that "Catsanova" does
That's no way to treat a pal. She should tell him so. Aren't you sorry for
that gal and her alley cat?
He meets them, and loves them, and leaves them, like that "Catsanova" does
He don't know what faithful means. There's no doubt of that. He's too busy
makin' scenes like an alley cat
And that's the sad, sad tale of a lonesome quail and her alley cat.