Stray Cats - Butter Bath
Lyrics by：Nicholas Toby Anagnostis
Composed by：Nicholas Toby Anagnostis
You've got versions of me
Crashing through your room
Making my debut
I'm not the staple piece type
But I'll make a great footnote for you
What do the stray cats do with all their spouses corpses
Do they cry themselves to sleep
Do they face facts that they loved and lost
And the place mat has had it's very final use
On the night that it changed
Can't call it a date
You were forty minutes late
Now I'm lucky to eat
At the table where I once was a king
What do the stray cats do with all their spouses corpses
Do they cry themselves to sleep
Do they face facts that they loved and lost
And the place mat has had it's very final use
There's a lot of moonshine
Under all your sunshine
Guess it must be showtime
Judging from the bar line
Only time I see ya
Swinging from the treetops
Locking in for liftoff
What do the stray cats do with all their spouses corpses
Do they cry themselves to sleep
Do they face facts that they loved and lost
And the place mat has had it's very final use
