Transcribed from Lil Hardin Armstrong and Her
Swing Orchestra, recorded October 27, 1936.
From Lil
Hardin Armstrong and Her Swing Orchestra, 1936-1940, Chronological Classics,
vol. 564.
Now, all you gals, come gather 'round,
stop ravin' about your men!
And let me tell you how sweet mine
is, though he's a mess of sin;
'Cause when my baby makes love to
me, it's murder!
Now, when he turtle-doves me, that's
murder!
Now, when he feels temperamental,
I just let him have his way,
I can only see him twice a week;
he's a member of the PWA!
Now when my baby caresses me, it's
murder!
But if he ever dispossesses me
I will commit murder!
Now, if I tell him that he's not
mine,
He turns into Frankenstein,
Makes shivers run up and down my
spine; aah, that's murder!
Now, when my baby makes love to
me, it's murder!
Now, when he turtle-doves me, that's
murder!
Now, when he feels temperamental,
I just let him have his way,
You know, he ain't afraid of the
big, bad wolf; I found that out today!
Now when my baby caresses me, it's
murder!
But if he ever dispossesses me
I will commit murder!
Now, he drinks liquor and everything,
He's the guy who's got that swing,
But when he shakes that thing,
hmmm, that's murder!
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