You’re the Cats

From the 1930 film “Hot Heiress”
Words by Lorenz Hart
Music by Richard Rodgers


The sheet music:


Lyrics

1. I’m afraid you got me stopped
Something in my heart has popped
I’m hard to get, but where did you get those eyes?
You’ve a face and you’ve a mind
You’re so gay and yet refined
You’re an eyefull and I’m a guy full of sighs
Though I don’t crave the dough
Write this on your cuff
I’m goin’ to save the dough ’till we have enough

Refrain:
You’re the cats, you’re the berries
You’re a lovely dame
Gee, but I am awfully glad I came
I’m a sap, I’m a halfwit
I’m a dirty name
Gee, but I am awfully glad I came
You’re such a tasty meal, you’re very genteel
That’s how I feel about you
My heart spurts so quickly it hurts
I’d just go nuts without you
You’re the cats, you’re the picture
And I’m just the frame
Gee, but I am awfully glad I came

2. All the other boys I’ve met
Are the kind that girls forget
Words forsake me and your eyes make me obey
Though you’re every inch a man
Tall and slender, strong and tan
You’re so tender, you must surrender today
I make up rhymes and sense leaves me where I’m at
So save your dimes and cents for that little flat

Refrain:
You’re the cats, you’re a honey
You’re a house aflame
Gee, but I am awfully glad you came
I’m so bold, I’m so brazen
Yet I feel no shame
Gee, but I am awfully glad you came
You’ve got a grand physique, a kissable cheek
You’re most unique and stunning
I don’t faint each time you say “ain’t”
I think it’s quaint and cunning
You’re the cats and this picture
Fits into your frame
Gee, but I am awfully glad you came