Skat Cat: Well, little lady, let me illusidate here Everybody wants to be a cat Because a cat's the only cat Who knows were it's at Tom: Tell me, everybody's pickin' up on that feline beat 'Cause everything else is obsolete. Skat: strickly high button shoes. A square with a horn makes you wish you weren't born Skat: Everytime he plays Tom: Tom: But with a square in the act You can set music back Skat: To the cave man days, cha cha ba dum bo day Tom: I've heard some corny birds who who tried to sing Skat: Still a cat's the only cat who knows how to swing Bass: Who wants to dig a long haired gig or stuff like that Tom: When everybody wants to be a cat Tom and Skat: A square with a horn makes you wish you weren't born Everytime he plays Tom: Oh a rinky tinky tinky Tom and Skat: With a square in the act you can set music back To the cave man days Marie: Oh a rinky tinky tinky Tom: Yes M & T: Everybody wants to be a cat Beause a cats the only cat who knows where it's at While playin' jazz you always have a welcom mat 'Cause everybody digs a swinging cat. Drummer cat: Oh boy fellas, lets rock this joint! Cat playing cello: Ha ha groovy cats! Piano cat: Shanghai, Honk Kong, Egg Foo Yong. Fortune cookie always wrong. That's a hot one! (Harp begins) Duchess: If you want to turn me on, Play your horn don't spare the tone, and blow a little soul into the tune. T: Lets take it to another key. Skat: Modulate, and wait for me. I'll take a few ad-libs and pretty soon. T: The other cats will all commence Congregating on the fence. Underneath the alley's only light. Duchess: Where every note is out of sight. (Jazz music begins again) S & Crew: Everybody, everybody, everybody wants to be a cat! Skat: Halejuah! S & Crew: Everybody, everybody, everybody wants to be a cat! Everybody, everybody, everybody wants to be a cat! Everybody, everybody, everybody now