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''Macavity: The Mystery Cat''**lf****lf**Macavity''s a mystery cat, he''s called the hidden paw**lf**For he''s the master criminal who can defy the law**lf**He''s the bafflement of Scotland Yard, the Flying Squad''s despair**lf**For when they reach the scene of crime Macavity''s not there!**lf****lf**Macavity, Macavity, there''s no one like Macavity**lf**He''s broken every human law, he breaks the law of gravity**lf**His powers of levitation would make a fakir stare**lf**But when you reach the scene of crime Macavity''s not there!**lf**You may seek him in the basement, you may look up in the air**lf**But I tell you once and once again Macavity''s not there!**lf****lf**Macavity''s a ginger cat, he''s very tall and thin**lf**You would know him if you saw him for his eyes are sunked in**lf**His brow is deeply lined with thought, his head is highly domed**lf**His coat is dusty from neglect, his whiskers are uncombed**lf**He sways his head from side to side with movements like a snake**lf**And when you think he''s half asleep, he''s always wide awake**lf****lf**Macavity, Macavity, there''s no one like Macavity**lf**For he''s a fiend in feline shape, a monster of depravity**lf**You may meet him in a by-street, you may see him in the square**lf**But when a crime''s discovered then Macavity''s not there!**lf****lf**He''s outwardly respectable, I know he cheats at cards**lf**And his footprints are not found in any files of Scotland Yard''s**lf**And when the larder''s looted or the jewel case is rifled**lf**Or when the milk is missing or another peke''s been stifled**lf**Or the greenhouse glass is broken and the trellis past repair**lf**There''s the wonder of the thing Macavity''s not there!**lf****lf**Macavity, Macavity, there''s no one like Macavity**lf**There never was a cat of such deceitfulness and suavity**lf**He always has an alibi and one or two to spare**lf**What ever time the deed took place Macavity''s not there!**lf****lf**And they say that all the cats whose wicked deeds are widely known**lf**I might mention Mungojerrie, I might mention Griddlebone**lf**Are nothing more than agents for the cat who all the time**lf**Just controls the operations: the Napolean of crime!**lf****lf**Macavity, Macavity, there''s no one like Macavity**lf**He''s a fiend in feline shape, a monster of depravity**lf**You may meet him in a by-street, you may see him in the square**lf**But when a crime''s discovered then Macavity**lf**Macavity, Macavity, Macavity**lf****lf**When a crime''s discovered then Macavity''s not there!