"Murder" He Says

He says, "Murder," he says Every time they kiss He says, "Murder," he says At a time like this He says, "Murder," he says Is that the language of love? Baby, this time it's real "Solid," he says Takes her in his arms He says, "Solid," he says Meaning all the charms He says, "Solid," he says Ain't that the language of love? He says, "Hep, hep with helium Now babe, we're cookin'" And other expressions, to wit "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 they kiss He says, "Murder," he says Keep it up like this He says, "Murder," he says In that impossible tone Brings nobody's murder but his own 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'" Sounds like his uppers don't fit "Murder," he says "Murder," he says "Murder," he says In that impossible tone Brings nobody's murder but his own Murder, murder, murder, murder, what he says Turn me loose, woman! Brings nobody's murder but his own