Everybody wants to be a cat
Because a cat's the only cat
Who knows where it's at
Tell me, everybody's pickin' up on that feline beat

Cause everything else is obsolete
Now a square with a horn
Can make you wish you weren't born
Every time he plays

But with a square in the act
You can set music back
To the caveman days
I've heard some corny birds 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
A square with that horn
Makes you wish you weren't born
Every time he plays oh a rinky, tinky, tinky
With a square in the act
You can set music back
To the caveman days oh a rinky, tinky, tinky

Yes, everybody wants to be a cat
Because a cat's the only cat
Who knows where it's at
While playing jazz you always has a Welcome mat

Cause everybody digs a swinging cat
Everybody, everybody, everybody wants to be cat
Hallelujah
Everybody, everybody, everybody wants to be cat