Come one, come all
To Dumpster Alley
Tonight and every night
To be wowed
To be amazed
To be blown away
With the musical talents of the C Notes
Listen as they play their classic hits:
- Alley Cat Swagger
- Eye of the Tabby
- Stray Cat Itch Fever
- In the Alley
- Catbusters
- Green Eyes Mewing in the Rain
- And the ever-famous Alley Cat Blues
Dinner will be included
with the cover charge,
As always at Dumpster Alley
On Fridays,
We always have fishbones
with spilled milk
So, come one, come all
To the Dumpster Alley
Tonight and every night
And be prepared to have your mind blown
As you listen to the C Notes Yowl and Roll!!
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Comments (5)
awesome!!!
I love it, a feast in dumpster alley by the alley cats, I love cats, I would certainly pay to attend. Maybe fish and milk as the cover charge.
This is a fun piece!
Hahahahahahahahahah this was so funny! You're so creative!
-I love this! The song titles are brilliant. i can see my three purr-lets grappling to join in! Amazing energy 🤍