Year of the Cat sing and play along

On a morning from a Bogart movie,

in a country where they turned back time,

you go strolling through the crowd like

Peter Lorre contemplating a crime.

She comes out of the sun in a silk dress,

running like a watercolor in the rain.

Don't bother asking for explanations.

She'll just tell you that she came in the year of the cat.

She doesn't give you time for questions as she locks up your they arm in hers,

and you follow till your sense of which direction so completely disap

By the bluetiled the walls near the market stalls,

in there's a hidden door she leads you to.

"These days," she says, ing "I feel my life just like a river running through in the year of the cat."

She Well, she looks at you so coolly and her eyes shine like the moon in the sea.

She comes in incense and patchouli.

So you take her to find what's waiting inside

the year of the cat.

Well,