| Macavity's a mystery cat, he's called the Hiddenpaw
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| For he's the master criminal who can defy the law
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| He's the bafflement of Scotland Yard, the Flying Squad's despair
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| For when they reach the scene of crime, Macavity's not there
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| Macavity, Macavity, there's no one like Macavity
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| He's broken every human law, he breaks the law of gravity
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| His powers of levitation would make a fakir stare
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| But when they reach the scene of crime, Macavity's not there
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| Macavity's a ginger cat, he's very tall and thin
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| You would know him if you saw him for his eyes are sunken in
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| His brow is deeply lined with thought, his head is highly domed
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| His coat is dusty from neglect, his whiskers are uncombed
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| He sways his head from side to side, with movements like a snake
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| And when you think he's half asleep, he's always wide awake
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| Macavity, Macavity, there's no one like Macavity
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| For he's a fiend in feline shape, a monster of depravity
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| You may meet him in a by-street, you may see him in the square
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| But when a crime's discovered, then Macavity's not there
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| He's outwardly respectable, I know, he cheats at cards
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| And his footprints are not found in any files of Scotland Yard's
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| And when the larder's looted and the jewel case is rifled
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| Or when the milk is missing or another peke's been stifled
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| Or the greenhouse glass is broken and the trellis past repair
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| There's the wonder of the thing, Macavity's not there
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| Macavity, Macavity, there's no one like Macavity
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| There never was a cat of such deceitfulness and suavity
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| He always has an alibi, and one or two to spare
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| What ever time the deed took place, Macavity wasn't there
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| And they say that all the cats whose wicked deeds are widely known
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| I might mention Mungojerrie, Rumpleteazer, Griddlebone
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| Are nothing more than agents for the cat who all the time
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| Just controls the operations, the Napoleon of Crime
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| Macavity, Macavity, there's no one like Macavity
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| He's a fiend in feline shape, a monster of depravity
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| You may meet him in a by-street, you may see him in the square
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| But when a crime's discovered, then Macavity, Macavity
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| Macavity, Macavity
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| When a crime's discovered, then
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| Macavity's not there |