Everybody wants to be a cat
Because a cat's the only cat
Who knows were it's at

Tell me, everybody's pickin' up on that feline beat
'Cause everything else is obsolete
square with a horn makes you wish you weren't born

Everytime he plays
But with a square in the act
You can set music back
To the cave man days,
I've heard some corny birds who who tried to sing
Still 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

square with a horn makes you wish you weren't born
Everytime he plays
With a square in the act you can set music back
To the cave man days

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 [bad word] mat
'Cause everybody digs a swinging cat

Everybody, everybody, everybody wants to be a cat!
Everybody, everybody, everybody wants to be a cat!
Everybody, everybody, everybody wants to be a cat!
Everybody, everybody, everybody now