Tom Cat, scootin' on down the highway
Cars barrel down and flip him sideways
He's got nine lives and he ain't dead
Put a bandaid on his head
Tom Cat scooting' on down the highway
Car barrel down and flip him sideways
Pickup truck come a scoop him up
But, he ain't dead
Put a bandaid on his head.
Smart guy guy suckkin' on a footsie roll
Talkin' trash on a cellular phone
To a sassy little girl in a cotton dress
She picks up his mess
To make their house a home
When you comin' home boy--see what I got
This place is sweet and my cakes are hot
But, he answer her like a regular man
"I'll be home, girl, when I can--
You know I'll be there when I can..."
Girl, it's been a hard, hard week
She say, "You're like a cat and you land on your feet
You got nine lives and you ain't dead..."
She put a bandaid on his head
She put a bandaid on his head.
Composed by
Dennis Owen Jett
Austin, Texas
2009
Lyrics Submitted by Dennis Owen Jett