| Ev’rybody 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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| Everbody’s picking up on that bee lined bees
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| 'Cause everything else is obsolete
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| Now squell with the horn makes you wish you weren’t born
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| Every time you place
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| With the square in the act you could send music back
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| To the caveman days
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| I’ve heard some chronic birds who drive insane
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| But the cat’s the only cat who knows how to swim
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| Who wants to take along and give us stuff like that
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| But ev’rybody wants to be a cat
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| Come on cool cats let’s swim
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| Bobby pick up that axe and do something
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| Ev’rybody wants to be a cat
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| 'Cause a cat’s the only cat who knows where it’s at
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| Everybody’s picking up on that feelin'
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| 'Cause everything else is out to leave
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| Now squell with the horn makes you wish you weren’t born
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| Every time you place
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| With the square in the act you could send music back
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| To the caveman days
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| Ev’rybody 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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| Playing jazz you always ever will come back
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| 'Cause everybody digs a swinging cat, everybody digs a swinging cat
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| Ev’rybody loves a swinging cat, everybody digs a swaying cat |