essica 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
Youre a murder mystery,
Of that theres not doubt
Not even Quincy could figure you out
Youre a murder mystery
And youre freaking me out.
Yeah, youre freaking me out
Yeah, youre freaking me out
Yeah, youre freaking me out
Youre a devious swine
Of that there's no doubt
Youve a criminal mind,
But Im working you out
Just give me more time!
Youre a murder mystery,
Of that theres not doubt
Not even Quincy or the dog from Due South
Youre a murder mystery
And youre freaking me out.
Youre a murder mystery
And youre freaking me out.
Agatha Christie and Daphne du Maurier
They couldnt fathom out whats wrong with you
But I hope I do.
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