Richard M. Sherman
That Darn Cat!
While the city sleeps, every night he creeps
Just surveying his domain
He roams around like he owns the town
He's the king, he makes that plain

He knows every trick, doesn't miss a lick
When it comes to keeping fat
Some city slicker, no one is quicker than--
That darn cat!

Every nook and cranny and garbage can he
Inspects so thoroughly
When he's on his rounds, nothing's out of bounds
To his curiosity

He can smile and purr at a pretty her
'Til she don't know where she's at
Nose like a Geiger, ooh, what a tiger is--
That darn cat!

He's a sly old codger, an Artful Dodger
A scoundrel unsurpassed
He's a ball of fire, a nine-live-wire
Who just can't be outclassed

Yeah, this midnight rover, he lives in clover
It's an art he's got down pat
There never was a greater smooth operator than--
That darn--
That darn cat!
That darn cat...
That darn cat...
Mmm-mmm, that darn cat...
Mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm, that darn cat!

[Reprise]

Now, our cat's been paid every accolade
And he's earned all his acclaim
In a blaze of glory, he ends our story
In the Feline Hall of Fame

But the way life goes, in a year, who knows?
From the family he begat
You may wind up with one of, maybe the son of--
That darn cat!