Catwalk
Read Catwalk lyrics by Bobby Caldwell on LyroVerse, with linked artist context and related song paths.
The page facts to cite before the commentary
Use this page for the lyric text, linked artist context, and any LyroVerse editor's note attached to the song. Listener comments remain user-generated and should not be treated as the primary source.
Catwalk
The lyric stays readable and compact here; the note and related paths sit nearby so you do not lose the song while looking for context.
Standing on a catwalk, baby
I'm about to come undone
And things are hard to change
With this empty gun
Out here on the catwalk, baby
Can't you see my hands are tied
To make a stupid move
Could mean suicide
They were rolling the dice
But I never thought twice
Of the ace I would hide
But when I tried to leave
It fell from my sleeve
Now I'm trapped on this catwalk outside
Now I'm on this catwalk, baby
Keeps me in a rotten mood
But who could catch their breath
At this altitude
Standing on a catwalk, baby
I'm about to come undone
And things are hard to get changed
With this empty gun
They were rolling the dice
But I didn't think twice
Of the ace I would hide
But when I tried to leave
It fell from my sleeve
Now I'm trapped on this catwalk outside
What this page can answer fast
Who performs "Catwalk"?
Bobby Caldwell performs "Catwalk", and this lyric page sits inside the Bobby Caldwell catalog on LyroVerse.
Are there related songs to explore after "Catwalk"?
Yes. The related section below points to Angel Eyes and Carrie Anne with a short reason for opening each page next.
Where can I find more songs by Bobby Caldwell?
Use the artist link near the top of the page or the related paths section below to keep moving through Bobby Caldwell's lyric pages.
Interpretations, questions, and corrections for this song
Interpretations, questions, memories, and correction notes live together here. The room stays noindex while the best insights are reviewed.
What people are saying
No listener comments on Catwalk yet.
A strong comment here is specific: the phrase you keep hearing, the mood you come back for, or the reason this song stays in rotation.
Sign in to post the first listener note. Reporting stays open to everyone.