Lyrics:

well little lady, let me illusinate you Ev'rybody wants to be a cat, because a cat's the only cat who knows where it's at. tell them Everybody's pickin' up on that feline beat, 'cause everything else is obsolete. 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 caveman days.



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 diga long-haired gigor stuff like that? When everybody wants to be a cat. A square with the horn, makes you wish you weren't born, ever'time he plays; with a square in the act, you can set music back to the caveman days.



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. Everybody digs a swingin' cat.