En sang gjør seg alltid bra på Club Felis. Nydelig sopran eller skikkelig kattejammer - syng med den stemmen du har. Her er eksempler på noen sanger som egner seg spesielt godt:
I'm Sweetie the Gourmet
Hør lydfil her (real player)
I'm Sweetie the Gourmet
Won't you make me breakfast in a special way
I'm so picky, picky, picky, picky
but I'll licky, licky licky my plate clean
If I like it...only if I like it...
I'm Sweetie the Gourmet
You'd better make my dinner an exotic way
I'm so picky, picky, picky, picky
but I'll licky, licky licky my plate clean
Which will help you boost your self-esteem
If I like it...only if I like it...
I'm Sweetie the Gourmet...Let's eat!
Would you like some caviar,
or steak tartare,
or flounder fillet, Miss Gourmet?
And a dish of cream
Is a "feline dream"
Only the best Miss Gourmet!
I'm Sweetie the Gourmet
a food critic, a connoisseur
If my meal tastes yicky, I'll just spit it out
'Cause I'm picky, that's what I'm about
I'm Sweetie the Gourmet
and I'll lick my lips in approval
repeat chorus
Curious x 9
Hør lydfil her (real player)
I'm a curious cat
and I live my life very curiously
I'm a curious cat...I'm curious
Yes, I'm a curious cat
and I live my life very curiously
I'm a curious cat...(he's curious)
I've had nine lives
They were such fine lives
And I've had nine different points of view
Well, I've had nine wives
They were such fine wives...
You know I loved every one of you
I will assess you
I evaluate
I will assess you...right now...
I'll caress you
But I may...hesitate...
I'll caress you...meow...meow
I've been a Maine Coon, a Persian, a Bengal, a Birman, a Siamese
I've been a FatCat, a RatCat, a Lynx, a Sphinx, won't you love me please...
and I feel fine...('cause I'm curious x 9)
Yes, I feel fine...('cause he's curious x 9)
Repeat chorus
The Scat Cat
Hør lydfil her (real player)
I hear a melody,
It makes me swing
A little melody,
It makes me sing
Like no other melody
It keeps on haunting me
That little melody is drivin' me crazy
'Cause I'm the Scat Cat...
Shoobee-doowee-
Shoobee-doowee
Shoo-ba-ba-doo-wee-doo-op
I love it when he spends the day at home
Playin' for hours on his saxophone
He plays that melody
That keeps on haunting me
That little melody is drivin' me crazy
'Cause I'm the Scat Cat...
Shoobee-doowee-
Shoobee-doowee
Shoo-ba-ba-doo-wee-doo-op
I love to listen to Miss Sara and Miss Ella
I dig those swingin' chics
'Cause I'm a swingin' fella
When they sing that melody
It sounds so good to me
That little melody is drivin' me crazy
'Cause I'm the Scat Cat...
Shoobee-doowee-
Shoobee-doowee
Shoo-ba-ba-doo-wee-doo-op
og denne er selvsagt en klassiker:
Memory (fra musikalen Cats)
Daylight
See the dew on the sunflower
And a rose that is fading
Roses whither away
Like the sunflower
I yearn to turn my face to the dawn
I am waiting for the day . . .
Midnight
Not a sound from the pavement
Has the moon lost her memory?
She is smiling alone
In the lamplight
The withered leaves collect at my feet
And the wind begins to moan
Memory
All alone in the moonlight
I can smile at the old days
I was beautiful then
I remember the time I knew what happiness was
Let the memory live again
Every streetlamp
Seems to beat a fatalistic warning
Someone mutters
And the streetlamp gutters
And soon it will be morning
Daylight
I must wait for the sunrise
I must think of a new life
And I musn't give in
When the dawn comes
Tonight will be a memory too
And a new day will begin
Burnt out ends of smoky days
The stale cold smell of morning
The streetlamp dies, another night is over
Another day is dawning
Touch me
It's so easy to leave me
All alone with the memory
Of my days in the sun
If you touch me
You'll understand what happiness is
Look
A new day has begun