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cat   Who knows were it's at   Tom:    Tell me, everybody's pickin' up on that feline beat   'Cause everything else is obsolete.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