Cats Like Us              Chuck Hughes         ASCAP

Some people try for a pie in the sky
Slavin' away just to have it
You could put all of their dreams at our feet but we wouldn't bother to grab it
They worry and slave, their hours are so long, we're skippin' through life with only a song
And if trouble's comin' were gone, it's a habit

Cats like us, got a whole 'nother scene, or own little walk, talk, and song
We found a sound on the far side of town, in a place where all cats can belong
In this whole wide world, we don't stand a chance, but we'll laugh and we'll love and we'll party and dance
And if trouble's comin' we're gone, it's a habit

I'm here to report, a life is too short, to spend it a slave to ambition
We gotta have fun before our time is done, 'cause we leave in the same damn condition 
Some scrimp and save and they always behave, but I swear that they're missing the point
'Cause they ain't got the style and the smile of the cats in this joint.