Stop every living cat
Look right from where you're at
Listen a lot has got to be said
Every slick hip cat has got to be read
When you walk down the streets
With your chick on your arm
With the cats in the block
Laughing a charm
May seem indiscreet
To show along
Boy, that's the stuff you've got to want
If you're standing at a bar
With your chick pouring milk
And a guy with a car says
Take a trip
Before he gets far
If he gets flipped
Boy, that's the stuff you've got to want
If a sharp guy
Passes by
That's the cheese you've got to squeeze
If that sharp guy
Gives the eye
That's the goose
You've got to turn loose
When your chick and you dine
At a ritzy cafe
Boy, that's the stuff you've got to want
While you're buying the wine
Your friends will all stay
But check, pay, and time
They all walk away
Boy, that's the stuff you've got to want
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If she thrills you, fit to kill you
That's the much you've got to hurt
Let no lip slip, hit your head with
That's the trash you've got to kind of have
If she says take me home at the end of a dance
If she says she's alone, then you've taken a chance
Before you start to roam, call an ambulance
That's the stuff you've got to watch