Everybody wants to be a cat Because the cat's the only cat Who knows where it's at Everybody's picking up on the feline beat Because everything else is obsolete A square with a horn Makes you wish you weren't born Every time he plays But with the square and the act You can set music back to the caveman days I've heard some corny birds who tried to sing But still the cat's the only cat Who knows how to swing Who wants to dig a long hair gig And stuff like that When everybody wants to be a cat A square with a horn Makes you wish you weren't born Every time he plays With the square and the act You can set music back to the caveman days Everybody wants to be a cat Because the cat's the only cat Who knows where it's at When playing jazz He's always welcome after math Because everybody digs a swingin' cat I want you to know I want you to know Beware of the square When he offers to share His milk to sip If he hasn't been tried I suggest you provide Your own catnip Everybody wants to be a cat Who knows where it's at B-Y-B Because everybody wants to be a cat Be a cat, be a cat Listen up, I need all you V-Lines to meet me at the front of the stage Welcome to the Slick Cat Cafe, baby! Everybody, everybody, everybody, everybody