CATS lyrics
CATS lyrics
"Bustopher Jones Lyrics"
Can You Keep A Secret? Lyrics
I want to be closer to your ideal I can't be a good girl Can you keep a secret ? Hit it off like this Hit it off like, this oh baby You still can't read the signals I've been sending from here. Come on. I'll get it across, I'll stop, just hide it away until I can't runaway anymore. I'll believe, that's no good, cause I still don't wanna believe it. I
I want to be closer to your ideal I can't be a good girl Can you keep a secret ? Hit it off like this Hit it off like, this oh baby You still can't read the signals I've been sending from here. Come on. I'll get it across, I'll stop, just hide it away until I can't runaway anymore. I'll believe, that's no good, cause I still don't wanna believe it. I
The next cat to join the proceedings is the hefty "Bustopher
Jones." A large "twenty-five pounder," always clad in his
signature white spats, Bustopher spends his time eating, eating
and eating in one of the many English pubs and clubs that he
frequents. Jennyanydots is quite besauntered with him, and helps
sing his praises. He responds, to her great delight, by kissing
her hand.
SOLO:
Bustopher Jones is not skin and bones
In fact, he's remarkably fat
He doesn't haunt pubs, he has eight or nine clubs
For he's the St. James Street cat!
He's
Try Honesty (Video Version) Lyrics
I tripped Fell down Naked I scratched my knees they bled Sew up my eyes Need no more In our game There is no score Forgive me father Why should you bother Try honesty Try honesty Hop in your dum
the cat we all greet as we walk down the street I tripped Fell down Naked I scratched my knees they bled Sew up my eyes Need no more In our game There is no score Forgive me father Why should you bother Try honesty Try honesty Hop in your dum
In his coat of fastidious black
No common-place mousers have such well cut trousers
Or such an impeccable back
In the whole of St. James's the smartest of names is
The name of this Brummell of cats
And we're all of us proud to be nodded or bowed to
By Bustopher Jones in white spats
BUSTOPHER JONES:
My visits are occasional to the senior educational
And it is against the rules
For any one cat to belong both to that
And the joint superior schools
When I'm see in a hurry there's probably curry
At the Siamese or at the glutton
When I look full of gloom then
I've lunched at the tomb
On cabbage, rice pudding and mutton
SOLO:
In the whole of St. James's the smartest of names is
The name of this Brummell of cats
And we're all of us proud to be nodded or bowed to
By Bustopher Jones in white spats
So much in this way passes Bustopher's day
At one club or another he's found
It can be no surprise that under our eyes
He has grown unmistakably round
Uh-Oh, Love Comes to Town Lyrics
----------------------- Wait, wait for the moment to come Stand up, stand up and take my hand Believe, believe in mystery Love love love love is simple as 1-2-3 I'm a know-it-all, I'm smartest man around That's right, you learn real fast through the smartest girl in town Here come a riddle, here come a clue If you were really smart, you'd know what to do When..
----------------------- Wait, wait for the moment to come Stand up, stand up and take my hand Believe, believe in mystery Love love love love is simple as 1-2-3 I'm a know-it-all, I'm smartest man around That's right, you learn real fast through the smartest girl in town Here come a riddle, here come a clue If you were really smart, you'd know what to do When..
He's a twenty-five pounder
BUSTOPHER JONES:
Or I am a bounder
SOLO:
And he's putting on weight every day
BUSTOPHER JONES:
But I'm so well preserved because I've observed
All my life a routine and I'd say
I am still in my prime, I shall last out my time
That's the word from this stoutest of cats
It must and it shall be spring in Pall Mall
While Bustopher Jones wears white
Bustopher Jones wears white
Bustopher Jones wears white spats!