Musicals - Cats: Bustopher Jones Lyrics
[Verse 1]Bustopher Jones is not skin and bonesIn fact, he's remarkably fatHe doesn't haunt pubs, he has eight or nine clubsFor he's the St. James's Street cat![Verse 2]He's the cat we all greet as he walks down the streetIn his coat is fastidious blackNo common - place mousers have such well cut trousersOr such an impeccable black[Chorus]In the whole of St. James the smartest of names isThe name of this Brummell of catsAnd we're all of up proud to be nodded or bowed toBy Bustopher Jones in white spats[Verse 3]My visits are occasional to The Senior EducationalAnd it is the against the rulesFor any one cat to belong both to thatAnd The Joint Superior Schools[Verse 4]When I'm seen in a hurry there's probably curryAt The Siamese or at The GluttonWhen I look full of gloom then I've lunched at The TombOn cabbage, rice pudding and mutton[Chorus]In the whole of St. Jame's the smartest of names isThe name of this Brummel of catsAnd we're all of us proud to be nodded or bowed toBy Bustopher Jones in white, Bustopher Jones in whiteBustopher Jones in white spats[Verse 5]So much in this way passes Bustopher's dayAt one club or another he's foundIt can be no surprise that under our eyesHe has grown unmistakably roundHe's a twenty - five pounder Or I am a bounderAnd he's putting on weight every day[Verse 6]But I'm so well preserved because I've observedAll my life a routine, and I'd sayI am still in my prime, I shall last out my timeThat's the word from the stoutest of cats[Outro]It must and it shall be spring in Pall MallWhile Bustopher Jones wears white, Bustopher Jones wears whiteBustopher Jones wears white spats