From the fish bones to the garbage cans
You see hubcaps throughout the land
Hoboes and hippies are their biggest fan
Ignored by the average man

Taking the curve with velocity
Cats raise their ears with curiosity
Off the wheel rolls an inspection
Of the newest piece of collection

Cats trading door mats for hubcaps
So they can invite themselves in
Exceeding their welcome after time lapse
Only to return to do it again

Prancing over the stream
On a narrow telephone beam
Chased by brooms and dogs
Escaping in the light, dense fog

Down the hill, around the bend
Through the fields, under the fence
Right there...the bottom of the valley
Roam the wildcats of Hubcap Alley