Songtexte Alley Cat - Kip Moore

One, two, three, four
Lord knows I'm a mess sometimes
And I struggle to keep it clean
The minute I'm walking a thin straight
Line and I fall right off the beam
And Dr
Jim comes crawling like a long lost friend
Dragging me off to the bar again
Yeah
And I go walking through the front door, out through the back
Prowling around like an old alley cat
Yeah
Women are my weakness
I guess it's in my genes
Blondes, redheads and brunettes, man
Hell I love all three
Maybe I'll settle my stray ass down some day
Until I do y'all hear the play
Yeah
And I go walking through the front door, out through the back
Prowling around like an old alley cat
Yeah
I'm just trying to keep it between the lines
Hell I do most the time
You know I do
You know I do
Drink some whiskey, drink some wine
Pay my tab, pay my fine
Yeah
I went to church last Sunday with the devil on my back
The problem was still buzzing man from a gentleman named Jack
So I threw a couple hundred and all for
Play way to the ladies and strolled away
Yeah
And I went walking through the front door, out through the back
Prowling around like an old alley cat
Yeah
Doctor wants to keep pushing pills, politician wants to steal my vote
Me, I'm just looking for a good time man
Hell all I wanna do is smoke
Smoke some good stuff hanging with my good friends
Pass it around, man do it again
Yeah
And I go walking through the front door, out through the back
Prowling around like a damn old alley cat
I'm just trying to keep it between the lines
Hell I do most the time
You know I do
Oh, you know I do
Drink some whiskey, drink some wine
Pay my tab, pay my fine
Yeah
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