Restored via AI music magic, enjoy this obscure 1940s vinyl track from Doris Knight.
One of the 1940s more obscure but beloved jazz swing artists, Doris Knight had a stage presence like no other. “She performed every night like it was her last show,” friend and artist Betty Hutton said at Knight’s memorial service. Jazz legend Anita O’Day did not attend, refusing to give up hope. “They never found a body.” Perhaps Knight’s best friend, Billie Holiday was more direct: “I hope that f*cking cat burns in hell.”
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Lyrics:
My little henry's black and white
When he is pet, purrs with delight
But sometimes when our glances meet
I see the monster in there deep
I think my cat wants to kill me
Oh, I wouldn't be surprised
Every time I leave the house
He's plotting my demise
I think my cat wants to kill me
I know it's what he wants
Every time I turn my back
He's sharpening his claws
Henry loves his kitty treats
He gorges them without a peep
But sometimes when we're all alone
Henry disconnects the phone
I think my cat wants to kill me
It cannot be denied
Every time I leave the house
He pulls out all the knives
I think my cat wants to kill me
The neighbors say it's fun
But they've never seen a
Kitty try to operate a gun
11 сен 2024