作词 : Fred Ebb
作曲 : John Kander
For her first number
Miss Roxie Hart sings a song of love and devotion
Dedicated to her dear husband, Amos
Sometimes I'm right, sometimes I'm wrong
But he doesn't care, he'll string along
He loves me so
That funny honey of mine
Sometimes I'm down, sometimes I'm up
But he follows 'round like some droopy-eyed pup
He loves me so
That funny honey of mine
He ain't no chic, that's no great physique
Lord knows, he ain't got the smarts
But look at that soul, I tell you that whole
Is a whole lot greater than the sum of his parts
And if you knew him like me
I know you'd agree
What if the world slandered my name?
Why, he'd be right there taking the blame
He loves me so and it all suits me fine
That funny, sunny, honey, hubby of mine!
-Man got a right to protect his home and his loved ones, right?
-Of course he has.
-Well, I come in from the garage, officer,
and I see him coming through the windows -Uh huh
-With my wife Roxanne there sleeping like an angel
He loves me so (an angel)
That funny honey of mine
-I mean suppose, just supposin', that he had violated her or something
You know what I mean? Violated?
-I know what you mean. -Or something.
Think how terrible that would have been.
Good thing I got home from work on time, I'm tellin' you that.
I say I'm tellin' you that.
He loves me so
That funny honey of mine
-Name of deceased, Fred Casely.
-Fred Casely? How could he be a burglar?
My wife knows him, he sold us our furnitures.
Lord knows he ain't got the smarts
-She lied to me! She told me he was a burglar!
-You mean he was dead when he got home?
-She had him covered in the sheets,
and she's tellin' me this cock and a bull story about this burglar,
and how I ought to say I did it because I was sure to get off!
Now he's shot of his trap (And I believed her! That cheap little tramp.)
I can't stand that sap (So, she was two-timing me, huh?)
(Well, then, she can just swing for all I care.)
Look at him go' (Boy, I'm down at the garage,)
rattin' on me (working my butt off fourteen hours a day)
With just one more brain (and she's up there)
what a half-wit he'd be (munchin' on God-damn bon-bons)
If they string me up (This time she pushed me too far.)
I'll know who rought the twine (That little chiseler.)
(Boy, what a sap I was!)
That scummy, crummy, dummy, hubby of mine
[00:00.000] 作词 : Fred Ebb
[00:01.000] 作曲 : John Kander
[00:03.598]For her first number
[00:05.642]Miss Roxie Hart sings a song of love and devotion
[00:09.277]Dedicated to her dear husband, Amos
[00:17.139]Sometimes I'm right, sometimes I'm wrong
[00:21.506]But he doesn't care, he'll string along
[00:27.076]He loves me so
[00:29.606]That funny honey of mine
[00:37.173]Sometimes I'm down, sometimes I'm up
[00:41.358]But he follows 'round like some droopy-eyed pup
[00:46.823]He loves me so
[00:49.157]That funny honey of mine
[00:56.473]He ain't no chic, that's no great physique
[01:00.556]Lord knows, he ain't got the smarts
[01:05.041]But look at that soul, I tell you that whole
[01:09.291]Is a whole lot greater than the sum of his parts
[01:15.788]And if you knew him like me
[01:21.123]I know you'd agree
[01:26.822]What if the world slandered my name?
[01:30.706]Why, he'd be right there taking the blame
[01:36.306]He loves me so and it all suits me fine
[01:44.657]That funny, sunny, honey, hubby of mine!
[01:51.541]-Man got a right to protect his home and his loved ones, right?
[01:54.026]-Of course he has.
[01:54.858]-Well, I come in from the garage, officer,
[01:56.173]and I see him coming through the windows -Uh huh
[01:57.973]-With my wife Roxanne there sleeping like an angel
[02:00.156]He loves me so (an angel)
[02:02.107]That funny honey of mine
[02:04.805]-I mean suppose, just supposin', that he had violated her or something
[02:08.207]You know what I mean? Violated?
[02:10.007]-I know what you mean. -Or something.
[02:12.124]Think how terrible that would have been.
[02:13.960]Good thing I got home from work on time, I'm tellin' you that.
[02:17.428]I say I'm tellin' you that.
[02:18.641]He loves me so
[02:20.608]That funny honey of mine
[02:23.340]-Name of deceased, Fred Casely.
[02:26.624]-Fred Casely? How could he be a burglar?
[02:28.920]My wife knows him, he sold us our furnitures.
[02:32.030]Lord knows he ain't got the smarts
[02:34.851]-She lied to me! She told me he was a burglar!
[02:37.881]-You mean he was dead when he got home?
[02:39.732]-She had him covered in the sheets,
[02:40.765]and she's tellin' me this cock and a bull story about this burglar,
[02:43.768]and how I ought to say I did it because I was sure to get off!
[02:45.819]Now he's shot of his trap (And I believed her! That cheap little tramp.)
[02:48.416]I can't stand that sap (So, she was two-timing me, huh?)
[02:51.047](Well, then, she can just swing for all I care.)
[02:51.749]Look at him go' (Boy, I'm down at the garage,)
[02:53.082]rattin' on me (working my butt off fourteen hours a day)
[02:55.402]With just one more brain (and she's up there)
[02:57.069]what a half-wit he'd be (munchin' on God-damn bon-bons)
[02:59.798]If they string me up (This time she pushed me too far.)
[03:02.619]I'll know who rought the twine (That little chiseler.)
[03:06.898](Boy, what a sap I was!)
[03:08.598]That scummy, crummy, dummy, hubby of mine