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Well, little lady, let me elucidate here Everybody wants to be a cat Because a cat's the only cat Who knows where it's at
Tell me Everybody's pickin' up on that feline beat 'Cause everything else is obsolete
Strictly high-button shoes!
A square with a horn makes you wish you weren't born
Ever'time he plays
But with a square in the act You can set music back
To the cave man days Cha-cha-ba-dum-bo-day
I've heard some corny birds who tried to sing
Still a cat's the only cat who knows how to swing
Who wants to dig a long-haired gig and stuff like that?
When everybody wants to be a cat A square with a horn makes you wish you weren't born Ever'time he plays
Oh, a-rinky-tinky-tinky
With a square in the act, you can set music back To the caveman days
Oh, a-rinky-tinky-tinky
Yes
Everybody wants to be a cat Because a cat's the only cat who knows where it's at While playin' jazz you always has a welcome mat 'Cause everybody digs a swingin' cat
If you want to turn me on Play your horn, don't spare the tone And blow a little soul into the tune
Let's take it to another key
Modulate, and wait for me I'll take a few ad-libs and pretty soon
The other cats will all commence Congregatin' on the fence Beneath the alley's only light
Where every note is out of sight
Everybody, everybody, everybody wants to be a cat! (Hallelujah!) Everybody, everybody, everybody wants to be a cat! (I'm telling you!) Everybody, everybody, everybody wants to be a cat! (Yeah!) Everybody, everybody, everybody wants to be a cat! (Mmm) Everybody, everybody, everybody wants to be a cat! (Hallelujah!) Everybody, everybody, everybody wants to be a cat...
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