That Darn Cat Songtext

von Bobby Troup

While the city sleeps, ev'ry night he creeps
Just surveyin' his domain
He roams around like he owns the town
He's the King, he makes that plain

He knows ev'ry trick, doesn't miss a lick
When it comes to keepin' track
Some city slicker, no one is quicker than
That darn cat

Ev'ry nook and cranny and garbage canny
He inspects so thoroughly
When he's on his rounds, nothin's out of bounds
To his curiosity

He can smile and purr at a pretty her
Till she don't know where she's at
Nose like a diner, oh, what a tiger is
That darn cat

He's a sly old codger, an artful dodger
A scrounger unsurpassed
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
Never was a greater smooth operator than
That ummmmm darn, that darn cat
That darn cat
That darn cat
Ummmmm-ummmmmm
That darn cat
Ummm-ummm-ummm-ummm-ummm-ummm
That darn cat