out on the eisenhower where i lost my speed
just a little bit south of a town called weed
i heard a voice and i had to stop
coming to me over that mountain top
i was a poor soul lost in the shady trees
she's a cat of a creature
she don't care she's velvety
she make the strangest sounds
she was an island girl of the ancient line
when the whole damn thing was sinkin' to the brine
her true love from her was torn
she packed it up to californ'
she's a cat of a creature
she make the strangest sounds
out on the eisenhower when i lost my speed
just a little bit south of a town called weed