Murder, He Says
From the film Happy Go Lucky
Performed by Betty Hutton
Words by Frank Loesser
Music by Jimmy McHugh
© 1942 Paramount Music Corp.
Lyrics:
Finally found a fellow
Almost completely divine
But his vocabulary
Is killing this romance of mine!
We get into an intimate situation
And then begins this Romeo’s conversation:
He says, “Murder,” he says
Ev’ry time we kiss
He says, “Murder,” he says
At a time like this
He says, “Murder,” he says
Is that the language of love?
He says, “Solid,” he says
Takes me in his arms
And says, “Solid,” he says
Meaning all my charms
He says, “Solid,” he says
Is that the language of love?
He says, “Chick, chick, you torture me
Zoot! Are we livin’?”
I’m thinking of leaving him flat
He says, “Dig, dig, the jumps the old
Ticker is givin’”
He can talk plainer than that!
He says, “Murder,” he says
Ev’ry time we kiss
He says, “Murder,” he says
At a time like this
He says, “Murder,” he says
In that impossible tone
It will bring on nobody’s murder but his own
He says, “Jackson,” he says
And my name’s Marie
He says, “Jackson,” he says
“Shoot the snoot to me”
He says, “Jackson,” he says
Is that the language of love?
He says, “Woof, woof,” he says
When he likes my hat
He says, “Tsk, tsk,” he says
What the heck is that?
He says, “Woo, woo,” he says
Is that the language of love?
He says, “Hep, hep, with helium
Now babe, we’re cookin’”
And other expressions to wit
He says, “We’re in the groove
And the groove is good lookin’”
He sounds like his uppers don’t fit!
He says, “Murder”
He says, “Murder”
Keep it up like this
And when he says, “Murder”
In that impossible tone
I’ve told him over and over and over again
That it’ll be nobody else’s murder but his own
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Recording History:
Released on RCA Victor 20-4179
a-side: Murder, He Says
b-side: It's Oh So Quiet
Recorded 1951
Orchestra conducted by Pete Rugolo
Running Time: 3 mins 9 secs
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