Yesterday the world lost an amazing performer. Mistress of song, stage and screen Eartha Kitt died at age 81.
She may be best known for her role as Catwoman on the campy 60s TV show Batman, a character that she played with inimitable style and finesse. Not to mention with a growl.
She also had an amazing singing voice. My favorite song of hers has to be “I Want to be Evil.”
I Want to Be Evil
I’ve posed for pictures with Ivory Soap,
I’ve petted stray dogs, and shied clear of dope
My smile is brilliant, my glance is tender
But I’m noted most for my unspoiled gender
I’ve been made Miss Reingold, though I never touch beer,
And I’m the person to whom they say, “Your sweet, My Dear.”
The only etchings I’ve seen have been behind glass,
And the closest I’ve been to a bar, is at ballet class.
Prim and proper, the girl who’s never been cased,
I’m tired of being pure and not chased.
Like something that seeks it’s level
I wanna go to the devil.
I want to be evil, I wanna spit tacks
I want to be evil, and cheat at jacks
I want to be wicked, I wanna tell lies
I want to be mean, and throw mud pies
I want to wake up in the morning
with that dark brown taste
I want to see some dissipation in my face
I want to be evil, I wanna be mad
But more that that I want to be bad
I wanna be evil, and trump an ace,
Just to see my partner’s face.
I want to be nasty, I want to be cruel
I want to be daring, I want to shoot pool
And in the theatre
I want to change my seat
Just so I can step on
I want to be evil, I want to hurt flies
I want to sing songs like the guy who cries
I want to be horrid, I want to drink booze
And whatever I’ve got I’m eager to lose
I want to be evil, little evil me
Just as mean and evil as I can be