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Bustopher Jones
Andrew Lloyd Webber
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Bustopher Jones is not skin and bones
In fact, he's remarkably fat
He doesn't haunt pubs, he has eight or nine clubs
For he's the St. James' Street cat
He's the cat we all greet as he walks down the street
In his coat of fastidious black
No common-place mousers have such well cut trousers
Or such an impeccable back
In the whole of St. James' the smartest of names
Is the name of this Brummell of cats
And we're all of us proud to be nodded or bowed to
By Bustopher Jones in white spats
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My visits are occasional to the senior educational
And it is against the rules
For any one cat to belong both to that
And the joint superior schools
When I'm seen in a hurry
There's probably curry
At the Siamese or at the glutton
When I look full of gloom
Then I've lunched at the tomb
On cabbage, rice pudding and mutton
In the whole of St. James' the smartest of names
Is the name of this Brummell of cats
And we're all of us proud to be nodded or bowed to
By Bustopher Jones in white
Bustopher Jones in white
Bustopher Jones in white spats
So much in this way passes Bustopher's day
At one club or another he's found
It can be no surprise that under our eyes
He has grown unmistakably round
He's a 25 pounder
Or I am a bounder
And he's putting on weight every day
But I'm so well preserved because I've observed
All my life a routine and I'd say
I am still in my prime, I shall last out my time
That's the word from this stoutest of cats
It must and it shall be spring in Pall Mall
While Bustopher Jones wears white
Bustopher Jones wears white
Bustopher Jones wears white spats
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