Bob Merrill, Kaye Ballard & Henry Lascoe -
Carnival [1961 Original Broadway Cast Recording (1989 Remastered)]
Humming - 1961 Original Broadway Cast Recording (1989 Remastered)
Here's to the son of a B, tra-la
Oh, what he's doing to me
Tra-la
Draining the blood from each vein
(Ha ha)
Torture and anguish and pain
(Heh heh)
Why don't I have any brain? Ah-ha
Here's to the son of a B!
He'll be humming
When I walk into that trailer
He'll be humming
He'll grin a little grin
Force a little laughter
Nonchalant and casual as a bride the morning after
My innocent, my saint
My darling baby boy
Batting his eyelashes like an aging Fauntleroy
Here's to the miserable dog (tra-la)
And to his raven-black curls (tra-la)
I only live for the day, tra-la
His hair will be thinning and gray, tra-la
Or, better than that
A toupee! Ha ha!
Here's to the miserable dog
He is humming
I know what he's doing now
He's humming
Striking matches in the air
To get rid of her perfume
Smoothing pillows, cleaning ashtrays
Looking all around the room
Did she spill a little powder?
Did she lose one of her combs?
Gad, he's changed me from a woman
To a lousy Sherlock Holmes!
Oh, I'm tired of being declasse
He lies and he cheats
And that's not fair play
You don't treat a mistress quite that way
That dirty rat
He treats me like a wife!
Here's to the treacherous heel (tra-la)
And to the throb in his heart (tra-la)
Wait for a few years to pass, tra-la
He'll keep his teeth in a glass, tra-la
And that throb in his heart will be gas
Here's to the treacherous heel!
He'll be humming
When I walk into that trailer
He'll be humming
Admiring his chin in the mirror on the shelf
Smug and satisfied
Throwing kisses at himself
Then tonight, I'd say, at midnight
With a loud, impassioned cluck
He'll be after me and groaning
Like a strangulated duck!
I'll see him coming
I'll walk out
And slam the door and that will kill him
What's good for the gander
Is good for the goose!
I'll get a little tight
I'll be a little loose
I won't get home till morning
And I'll give him no excuse!
But I'll be humming
When I walk into that trailer
I'll be humming
I'll have him going crazy
Well, I'm humming
Hahaha! (Haha)
Hahaha (haha)
I'll be humming!
Oh, what he's doing to me
Tra-la
Draining the blood from each vein
(Ha ha)
Torture and anguish and pain
(Heh heh)
Why don't I have any brain? Ah-ha
Here's to the son of a B!
He'll be humming
When I walk into that trailer
He'll be humming
He'll grin a little grin
Force a little laughter
Nonchalant and casual as a bride the morning after
My innocent, my saint
My darling baby boy
Batting his eyelashes like an aging Fauntleroy
Here's to the miserable dog (tra-la)
And to his raven-black curls (tra-la)
I only live for the day, tra-la
His hair will be thinning and gray, tra-la
Or, better than that
A toupee! Ha ha!
Here's to the miserable dog
He is humming
I know what he's doing now
He's humming
Striking matches in the air
To get rid of her perfume
Smoothing pillows, cleaning ashtrays
Looking all around the room
Did she spill a little powder?
Did she lose one of her combs?
Gad, he's changed me from a woman
To a lousy Sherlock Holmes!
Oh, I'm tired of being declasse
He lies and he cheats
And that's not fair play
You don't treat a mistress quite that way
That dirty rat
He treats me like a wife!
Here's to the treacherous heel (tra-la)
And to the throb in his heart (tra-la)
Wait for a few years to pass, tra-la
He'll keep his teeth in a glass, tra-la
And that throb in his heart will be gas
Here's to the treacherous heel!
He'll be humming
When I walk into that trailer
He'll be humming
Admiring his chin in the mirror on the shelf
Smug and satisfied
Throwing kisses at himself
Then tonight, I'd say, at midnight
With a loud, impassioned cluck
He'll be after me and groaning
Like a strangulated duck!
I'll see him coming
I'll walk out
And slam the door and that will kill him
What's good for the gander
Is good for the goose!
I'll get a little tight
I'll be a little loose
I won't get home till morning
And I'll give him no excuse!
But I'll be humming
When I walk into that trailer
I'll be humming
I'll have him going crazy
Well, I'm humming
Hahaha! (Haha)
Hahaha (haha)
I'll be humming!
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Writer(s): Bob Merrill
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