[verse 1] His old man was a fat, lame alley cat, And his mom was a stray in the rain. He was born on a night when the storm screamed loud, But his mother died in birth, And his father’s heart gave out, Left alone in the fields cold and drained. He should’ve starved, he should get freeze [chorus] But... Lucky he was a cat — and he had seven lives. [verse 2] No parents, no friends, no guiding hand, No family uncle looking out for him. All alone, with just a handful of shaky days of life, He dragged his little body down a path into the city. And it happened just as he stepped out to cross that long road, That a speeding truck slammed into him on the zebra stripes [chorus] But lucky he was a cat — and he had seven lives.