Blue Scat Cat Serenade

Down in the alley where the silver moon glows

Footsteps echo low in smoky undertones

Shadow on the fire escape, eyes of sapphire light

She moves like midnight velvet vanishing from sight

Quiet as a secret, cool as city rain

Every night I hear it—calling out my name

Ooh, that blue scat cat, dancing with no regret

Twisting with the rhythm, not a worry nor a fret

Mysterious as twilight, but you won’t forget

The way she sings her blues through a cigarette

Old records spinning in a flickering bar

She weaves between the counters, humming to the stars

A whisper in the trumpet, laughter in the haze

Slipping through the shadows in a fevered jazz maze

Nightbirds on the rooftops, listening for her tune

Heart beats syncopated underneath the blue

Ooh, that blue scat cat, dancing with no regret

Twisting with the rhythm, not a worry nor a fret

Mysterious as twilight, but you won’t forget

The way she sings her blues through a cigarette

Scat-do-be-doo, her tail sways in time

Blue velvet paws, just ahead of the line

Runaway smile, haunting every rhyme

Vanishing at dawn, but here in my mind

Ooh, that blue scat cat, dancing with no regret

Twisting with the rhythm, not a worry nor a fret

Mysterious as twilight, but you won’t forget

The way she sings her blues through a cigaretteIn the hush before morning, footprints fading fast

Blue scat cat—her song is all that lasts