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Tom: Tell me, everybody's pickin' up on that feline beat 'Cause everything else is obsolete.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: 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.
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.
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