Murder, He Says (07-13-42) - Gene Krupa

Finally found a fella

Almost completely divine

But his vocabulary

Is killing this romance of mine

We get into an intimate situation

And then begins this character’s conversation

He says, murder, he says

Every 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

Zoom, are we livin?

I’m thinkin of leaving him flat

He says, dig dig the jumps

The old ticker is giving

He can talk plainer than that

He says, murder, he says

Every time we kiss

He says, murder, he says

Keep it up like this

He says, murder, he says

In that impossible tone

We’ll 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 for me

He says, jackson, he says

Is that the language of love?

He says, mmmhmm

When he likes my hat

He says, tsk tsk tsk

What the heck is that?

He says, woo hoo!

he says

Is that the language of love?

He says hep hep with helium

Now babe, we’re cookin

Another expression’s too ill

He says, we’re in the groove

And the groove is good lookin

Sounds like his uppers don’t fit!

He says, murder, he says

Every time we kiss

He says, murder, he says

Keep it up like this

In that, murder, he says

In that impossible tone

We’ll bring on nobody’s murder

But his own