TWEETY [SINGING]: I am a little tiny bird My name is Tweety Pie
I live inside my birdcage A-hanging way up high
I like to swing upon my perch And sing my little song
But there's a cat that's after me And won't let me alone
I thought I saw a pussycat A-creepin' up on me
I did, I saw a pussycat As plain as he could be
Yow!
[SINGING] I am that great big, bad old cat Sylvester is my name
I only have one aim in life And that is very plain
I want to catch that little bird And eat him right away
But just as I get close to him This is what he'll say
"I thought I saw a pussycat A-creepin' up on me"
You bet he saw a pussycat That pussycat is me
[SNORES]
[SNORTS THEN MOANS]
[CHUCKLES]
That pussycat is very bad He sneaks up from behind
Yow!
I don't think I would like it if I knew what's on his mind
I have a strong suspicion That his plans for me aren't good
I am inclined to think that He would eat me if he could
[SCREAMING]
SYLVESTER: Aha.
[REVVING]
[SCREAMING]
TWEETY: Uh-oh.
[SNORING]
[LOUD THUD]
I'd like to eat that sweetie pie When he leaves his cage
But I can never catch him it throws me in a rage
You bet I'd eat that little bird if I could just get near
But every time that I approach This is all I hear
I thought I saw a pussycat A-creeping on me
I did, I saw a pussycat As plain as he could be
And when I sing that little song My mistress knows he's back
She grabs her broom And brings it down upon Sylvester's back
How dare you!
So listen, you bad pussycat Let's both be friends, you see
My mistress will not chase you if you sing this song with me
WOMAN: Gotcha! TWEETY: Come on, now. Like a good cat.
WOMAN: Don't even think about it. - Oh, all right.
Suffering succotash.
BOTH [SINGING]: I thought I saw a pussycat A-creepin' up on me
I did, I saw a pussycat
As plain as he could be
Bad old pussycat.