I Taught I Taw a Puddy Tat
Mel Blanc Lyrics

I am a little tiny bird, my name is Tweety Pie
I am a small bird who goes by the name Tweety Pie.

I live inside my birdcage a-hanging way up high
I reside in my birdcage that hangs high above.

I like to swing upon my perch and sing my little song
I enjoy swaying on my perch while singing my tune.

But there's a cat that's after me and won't let me alone
However, there is a persistent cat that chases me and does not leave me alone.

I tawt I taw a puddy tat a-creeping up on me
I thought I saw a cat sneaking up on me.

I did, I taw a puddy tat as plain as he could be
I indeed saw a cat as clear as day.

I am that great big bad old cat, Sylvester is my name
I am a big and mean cat known as Sylvester.

I only have one aim in life, and that is very plain
My sole goal in life is very evident.

I want to catch that little bird and eat him right away
I aspire to capture that small bird and devour him immediately.

But every time that I get close to him, this is what he'll say
However, every time I approach him, this is what he utters.

That puddy tat is very bad, he sneaks up from behind
That cat is awfully wicked, sneaking up from the rear.

I don't think I would like it if I knew what's on his mind
I am unsure if I would enjoy what he has in store for me.

I have a strong suspicion that his plans for me aren't good
I am confident that his intentions for me are far from favorable.

I am inclined to think that he would eat me if he could
I believe he would consume me if given the chance.

I'd like to eat that Tweety Pie when he leaves his cage
I would fancy gobbling up Tweety Pie when he exits his cage.

But I cannot get close to him, it throws me in a rage
However, I am unable to get close, which frustrates me immensely.

You bet I'd eat that little bird if I could just get near
Without a doubt, I would devour that small bird if I could approach him.

And when I sing that little song my mistress knows he's back
Whenever I sing my song, my owner is aware that I am around.

She grabs a broom and brings it down upon Sylvester's back
She seizes a broom and smacks Sylvester's back with it.

So listen you bad puddy tat, let's both be friends, you see
Thus, listen, ill-mannered cat, let us become friends, do you understand?

My mistress will not chase you if you sing this song for me
If you sing this song for me, my owner will not pursue you.

Come on now, like a good cat
Now, please comply, like a well-behaved cat.

Oh alright, sufferin' succotash!
Oh alright, exclamation of frustration or surprise!

I tawt I taw a puddy tat a-creeping up on me
I thought I saw a cat sneaking up on me.

I did, I taw a puddy tat as plain as he could be
I indeed saw a cat as clear as day.