This is a story of the waltzing mouse   His named and Johann and he lived in Vienna   Of the home of Johann Strauss      Each day, as this famous musician played   Little Johanna couldn't resist   Waltzing to the beautiful music      And each day, watching and waiting was the cat      And each day, he would try to catch him   But he would fail   However, this wouldn't failed the cat   Because he know the jungle, when the master played      The mouse would waltz   And the cat would try the game      This is a story of the waltzing mouse   The mouse wouldn't waltz      Why couldn't he, the cat, learn to play?      Poor little Johann   He was under the spell of the beautiful music   But luckily for him   At the moment, who servants wondered who was playing      Amazing   A cat that could play and a mouse that could dance   The May of the butcher boy   The butcher boy the crowd of the square   Now, out of the palace guards overheard   A cat that could play   A mouse that could waltz, good heavens   The only, the mouse a loved   To the palace at once      Wonderful   Sensational   And they lived very happy   As long as the cat played and the mouse danced   But when the cat stopped playing it was   The same old story.