Original subtitles

♪ Ah-ah-ah

♪ Ah-ah-ah

♪ Ah-ah. Ah-ah

♪ Ah-ah-ah-ah

♪ Oh. Figaro was a little kitty cat

♪ A little kitty cat. A little kitty cat

♪ Figaro was a little kitty cat

♪ No food for kitty

♪ Cleo was a little bitty fish

♪ A little bitty fish. A little bitty fish

♪ Cleo was a little bitty fish

♪ Oh, what a pity

♪ Figaro looked at Cleo

♪ With hunger in his eye

♪ Then shook his head and sadly said

♪ "No, no, I'd rather die

♪ "I just can't eat that little bitty fish

♪ "That little bitty fish. That little bitty fish

♪ Although she'd make a dainty little dish..."

Although she'd make a dainty little dish.

♪ "I can't eat Cleo"

(woman humming)

♪ Sweepin'

♪ Dustin'

♪ Work until I'm almost bustin'

♪ No rest for the wicked

(hums)

♪ Till the judgment day

♪ Da judgment day

♪ Rubbin'

♪ Scrubbin'

♪ Laundry always needs a-tubbin'

♪ No rest for the wicked

(hums)

Meow.

♪ Till the judgment day

♪ Da judgment...

- Hey, get out from under my feet... - Meow!

Small, dark and useless.

And don't you go runnin' in front of me.

Black cats mean trouble,

and trouble is the mostest thing I want the leastest of.

♪ To some folks a life is a pleasure

♪ A picnic

♪ Or a party

♪ And some folks get quite a measure

♪ Of fun and play

♪ All the livelong day

♪ While I'm sweepin'

♪ Dustin'

♪ Oh, I'm workin' till I'm almost bustin'

Reow!

♪ No rest for the wicked

Figaro! Great land a-Goshen!

Sakes a pity.

Just look at that mess.

I'll do the knittin' 'round here.

You do the kitten. Go on, git.

And for that, you don't get no milk.

No, sir, not even a catnip.

(maid humming)

♪ La-la

♪ Da-da

♪ Da da-da

(humming)

♪ Till the judgment day

♪ Da judgment day

(gasps) Figaro!

Come back here.

Land sakes! What's come over you?

Shame. Shame on you.

There, there, Cleo.

Don't you fret yourself.

Old Aunt Delilah ain't gonna let that-that -

Keep your distance, you-you wolf in cat's clothing.

I's plumb tuckered out from overworking,

overwalking and undersleeping.

Yeah.

I'll just knock off for 40 winks.

Little catnap won't do no harm.

(yawns)

(snoring)

Oh, Figaro! Hold on there.

You scoundrel. You cannibal.

You-You-You... dog!

I gotcha. I'll tan that black hide a' yours.

There, that'll hold ya.

Hmm. Now maybe I can rest in peace.

I hopes.

Mm-mmm, I's just worn to a frazzle.

(snoring)

(gasps) Figaro. My goodness.

Now look what's happened just 'cause you won't listen.

Is you fixin' to drown yourself?

You is a cat, not a catfish.

Turn over. Just unlax.

Sakes alive. That's the trouble with the world today.

Folks just won't live and let live,

but in dis house, we's gonna have peace for the duration.

Understand?

Well, hallelujah! Look at that.

Figaro... maybe your heart

ain't as black as your hide after all.

Maybe you has seen the light, huh?

Is you gonna stick to the straight and narrow?

No more dunking in Cleo's bowl?

Promise?

Ha-ha. Then come and get it.

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha.

♪ Mm-mm-mm-mm

♪ Well. You can just think anything you wish

♪ Anything you wish. Anything you wish

♪ But that's the tale of a kitty and a fish

♪ Figaro. Figaro. Figaro

Meow.

♪ And Cleo