Lyrics

What follows are the lyrics to most of Helen Kane's songs - all 22 that she recorded between the years 1928 and 1930, and one from the 1950s. In most cases I figured out the lyrics on my own, so some of them may be incorrect. If you find any errors, please bring them to my attention.

Asterisks (*) indicate that I don't know what word or line belongs there. Again, if you know the words, please write to me.

GET OUT AND GET UNDER THE MOON

What do you do in the evening, when you don’t know what to do?
Read a book, play a game, every night it’s just the same.
What’ll you say if I tell you
How to keep from feeling blue?
My advice is good to take, and it’s easier to do...
When you’re all alone, any old night
And you’re feeling mighty blue
Pick up your hat, close up your flat
Get out, get under the moon
Underneath the bright, silvery light, you’ll be feeling better soon
Pick up your hat, close up your flat
Get out, get under the moon.
Da-da-da-da-da-da
Look, look, look at those stars above
Ah, look, look, look at those sweeties love.
Oh boy, give me a night in June!
I mean it
When you’re all alone, any old night
And you’re feeling out of tune 
Pick up your hat, close up your flat
Get out, get under the moon.
When you make a date, any old night—
Ya gonna meet your sweetie soon?  Are ya?  Hmm?
Well then pick up your hat, close up your flat
Get out, get under the moon
Underneath that bright, silvery light
You’ll be feeling better soon
Pick up your hat, close up your flat
Get out, get under the moon
Da-da-da-da-da-da
Walk, walk, kiss and then walk again and
Talk, talk, kiss and then talk again
Oh boy, sweethearts are out in June!
I mean it
When it’s raining out, oh stay in your flat
But on a lovely night in June
Pick up your hat, close up your flat
Get out, get under the moon
[Interjections, boop-boop-a-doops, etc.]

Love, love, love, love—look what you’ve done to me!
The things I never missed
Are things I can’t resist
Oh love, love, love, love—isn’t it plain to see?
I just had a change of heart
What can it be?
He’s got eyes of blue
I never cared for eyes of blue
But he’s got eyes of blue
And that’s my weakness now.
He’s got curly hair
And I never cared for curly hair
But he’s got curly hair
So that’s my weakness now
Oh my, oh me
Oh I should be good, and I would be good, butÖgee
He likes to bill and coo
And I never cared to bill and coo
But he likes to bill and coo
So that’s my weakness now.
He likes a saxophone
I never cared for a saxophone
But he likes a saxophone
So that’s my weakness now.
He likes those rainy days
And I never cared a rainy day
But he likes those rainy days
So that’s my weakness now.
Oh let it rain, let it pour
Cause I think he knows just what it’s raining for
He likes a long goodnight
And I never had a long goodnight
But he likes a long goodnight
So that’s my weakness now.
And he likes boop-boop-a-doop
And I never cared for a boop-boop-a-doop
But he likes a boop-boop-a-doop
So that’s my weakness now.
And he likes [Various interjections, boop-boop-a-doops, etc.]
And I never cared for a [Interjections]
But he likes boop-boop-a-doop
So that’s my weakness now
What’s more, what’s more
Oh, I think what bup-bup-bup is for
He likes a boop-boop-a-doop
And I never cared for a boop-boop-a-doop
But he likes a boop-boop-a-doop
So that’s my weakness now.
So that’s my weakness now!

I'm not - one of the greedy kind
All of my wants are simple
I know what's on my mind
I'm not - resting until I find - what could make your eyes glisten - 
with joy
Now listen - big boy
I wanna be loved by you, just you, nobody else but you
I wanna be loved by you - alone
Boop-boop-a-doo
I wanna be kissed by you, just you, and nobody else but you
I wanna be kissed by you - alone
Bop-op
I couldn't aspire - to anything higher
Than filled with desire - to make you my own
Bop-op-bump-a-deedle-a-boomp-a-doo
I wanna be loved by you, just you, nobody else but you
I wanna be loved by you - alone
{Musical Interlude}
Love!  Bop-op-a-doo
{Musical Interlude}
Bahda-lahda-la-dahmp
I couldn't aspire - to anything higher
Than filled with desire - to make you my own
Bop-a-diddle-op-boop-oop-a-doop
I wanna be loved by you, just you, and nobody else but you
I wanna be loved by you
Ba-dumpa-dumpa-dumpa-dump-boop-oop-a-doop

There are certain things that keep me guessing
Though I try real hard to find them out
Well I don’t understand, so I’m confessing
That I don’t know just what it’s all about!
Ya see, I don’t know the bad things from the good
Because my mother never told me all she should.
A man showed me a lavaliere
He says, “It’s yours, if you kiss me, dear.”
Oh, tell me, was there anything wrong in that?
I kissed him once and he asked for more
Next week he’s bringing a jewelry store.
Oh, tell me, was there anything wrong in that?
Now, I was in the parlor with this fellow last night,
And I know why he kissed me, and he squeezed me so tight.
But I don’t understand a bit, when he says, “Baby, you sure have It.”
What’s It?
Was there anything wrong in that?
A man loaned me his Cadillac, and I said that I would bring it back,
Oh, tell me, was there anything wrong in that?
Well, it was so cold in that great big boat
So I just went and took his raccoon coat.
Tell me, was there anything wrong in that?
I took my mother driving on that very same day, 
And she said, “Dear, you must return that car, right away!”
But the funniest thing, you’ll never guess, 
I forgot his name and his address!
Oh, tell me, was there anything wrong in that?
Oh, tell me, tell me really, was there anything wrong in that?
Now, I ask, was there anything wrong with that?
Such questions drive me crazy, every day, something new!
My poor brain gets hazy, don’t know what to do!
[Interjections]
Oh, tell me, was there anything wrong in that?

Oh, at last I’ve got you near
Though I can tell you dear
That your funny disposition almost drives me wild
I know that you could be
So nice and sweet to me
But you treat me just as though I’m a child...
I ask you for a kiss
You give me just one kiss
When I want another kiss...
Ah, don’t be like that
And when I wanna pet
And I think we’re all set
You play so hard to get
Don’t be like that
I wish I knew if you really loved me
The things you do, make me think that you don’t think much of me.
You know, we’d make a lovely pair
If you could only care
But you’re a Frigidaire
Ah, don’t be like that
I call you on the phone
And I get you on the phone
But you say you’re not home
Ah, don’t be like that.
You know, when you call on Sunday night,
And everything is just so nice,
But you let the lights burn bright,
Don’t be like that.
You think that I spend my evenings gaily 
When all you try is a tune on your ukulele
You know, another thing I’ve found
When Christmas time comes ’round,
You’re always out of town
Ah, don’t be like that.
Ah, don’t be like that.
Oh honey dear,
You are so appealing
And when you love, oh you love with such feeling
I love that boop-boop-a-doop,
You love that boop-boop-a-doop,
We love that boop-a-doop-boop,
Ah, don’t be like that.

Why did my sweetie leave me?
Oh, why did we have to part?
You know, no other sweetie can relieve me of this aching heart.
Why can’t I have the sunshine?
The sunshine, instead of gloom?
Why must I have these little shadows creeping in my room?
When the night is dark and peaceful
Loving hearts are all in tune	
There’s two lonesome people in the whole wide world, 
It’s me and the man in the moon.
When the little birds are nesting
And I listen to them croon
There are two lonesome people in the whole wide world, it’s me and the man in the moon.
While I lie there counting sheep
Through my window he comes to peep,
And with each other we’re sympathizing!
I’m looking at those happy people
While they sit around and spoon
There’s two lonesome people
Oh, but if my sweetie keeps me waiting, ya know what I’m going to do?
I’ll get another sweetie soon.
Because there’s two lonesome people in the whole wide world, 
It’s me and the man in the moon.
Oh, how I miss his ukulele
And the way he strums those tunes
Because there’s two lonesome people in the whole wide world, 
It’s me and the man in the moon.
When the sleepy shadows fall, 
And the boogey man comes to call,
I need two lovable arms around me!
You know, if my sweetie keeps me waiting, you know what I’m gonna do?
I’m gonna get myself a big balloon—a big one!—and I’ll travel through the air,
In that big balloon and have a love affair,
With the man in the moon!

Listen, big boy
Now that you’ve got me made
Goodness, but I’m afraid, something’s gonna happen to you
Listen, big boy
You’ve got me hooked, and how
I would die if I should lose you now...
Button up your overcoat, when the wind is free
Take good care of yourself, you belong to me
Eat an apple every day, get to bed by three
Take good care of yourself, you belong to me.
Be careful crossing streets, ooh, ooh,
Cut out sweets, ooh, ooh
Lay off meat, ooh, ooh
You’ll get a pain and ruin your tum-tum!
Wear your flannel underwear when you climb a tree
Oh, take good care of yourself, you belong to me!
Button up your overcoat when the wind is free
Oh, take good care of yourself, you belong to me.
Boop-boop-a-doop!
When you sass a traffic cop, use diplomacy.
Take good care of yourself, you belong to me.
Beware of frozen ponds, ooh, ooh,
Stocks and bonds, ooh, ooh,
Peroxide blondes, ooh, ooh
You’ll get a pain and ruin your bankroll!
Keep the spoon out of your cup when you’re drinking tea
Oh, take good care of yourself, you belong to me.
Don’t sit on hornet’s tails, ooh, ooh,
Or on nails ooh, ooh, 
Or third rails ooh, ooh
You’ll get a pain and ruin your tum-tum
Keep away from bootleg hooch, when you’re on a spree
Oh, take good care of yourself, you belong to me.