[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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Everybody wants to be a cat,
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because a cat s the only cat
who knows where it s at.
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Everybody s pickin up on that feline beat,
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cause everything else is obsolete.
[Verse 2]
Now a square with a horn,
can make you wish you weren t born,
ever time he plays;
and with a square in the act,
he can set music back
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to the caveman days.
[Verse 3]
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I ve heard some corny birds who tried to sing,
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but a cat s the only cat
who knows how to swing.
Who wants to dig
a long-haired gig
or stuff like that?
When everybody wants to be a cat.
[Verse 4]
A square with that horn,
makes you wish you weren t born,
ever time he plays;
and with a square in the act,
he s gonna set this music back
to the Stone Age 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.
