Murder Mystery

Jessica Fletcher and Lieutenant Columbo
They couldn't fathom out what's wrong with you
Captain Hastings and Hercule Poirot
They couldn't fathom out what's wrong with you

You're a murder mystery
Of that there's not doubt
Not even Quincy could figure you out
You're a murder mystery
And you're freaking me out

Doctor Watson and Sherlock Holmes
They couldn't fathom out what's wrong with you
Sergeant Lewis and Juliet Bravo
They couldn't fathom out what's wrong with you

You're a murder mystery
Of that there's not doubt
Not even Quincy could figure you out
You're a murder mystery
And you're freaking me out
Yeah, you're freaking me out
Yeah, you're freaking me out
Yeah, you're freaking me out

You're a devious swine
Of that there's no doubt
You've a criminal mind,
But I'm working you out
Just give me more time!

You're a murder mystery
Of that there's not doubt
Not even Quincy or the dog from Due South
You're a murder mystery
And you're freaking me out
You're a murder mystery
And you're freaking me out

Agatha Christie and Daphne du Maurier
They couldn't fathom out what's wrong with you
But I hope I do



Credits
Writer(s): Roy Neville Francis Stride
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