Scat cat, you’ve got gravy on your tail And I know the day is coming My luck will run its course Got to slow down with a woman Ride a faster horse If a bullet doesn’t find me They’ll let me rot in jail Well momma’s in the kitchen cooking Irish stew

Hold up, they don't love you like I love you Slow down, they don't love you like I love you Back up, they don't love you like I love you Step down, they don't love you like I love you Can't you see there's no other man above you? What a wicked way to

Hey man, slow down Idiot, slow down It barks at no one else Like it's seen I guess it's seen the sparks