ROXIE Sometime's I'm right Sometime's I'm wrong
But he doesn't care He'll String along He loves me
so That funny honey of mine

Sometime's I'm down Sometime's I'm up But he
follows 'round Like some droopy-eyed pup He love
me so That sunny honey of mine

He ain't no sheik That's no great physique Lord
knows, he ain't got the smarts

Oh, but look at that soul I tell you, the 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

AMOS (Spoken) A man's got a right to protect
his home and his loved ones, right?

FOGARTY (Spoken) Of course, he has.

AMOS (Spoken) Well, I came in from the garage,
Officer, and I see him coming through the window.
With my wife Roxanne there, sleepin'...like an
angel...

ROXIE He loves me so That funny honey of mine

AMOS (Spoken) ...an angel!

AMOS (Spoken) I mean supposin', just supposin',
he had violated her or somethin'...you know what I
mean... viloated?

FOGARTY (Spoken) I know what you mean...

AMOS (Spoken) ...or somethin'. Think how
terrible that would have been. It's a good thing
I came home from work on time, I'm tellin' ya
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ROXIE He loves me so That funny honey of mine

FOGARTY (Spoken) Name of deceased... Fred
Casely.

AMOS (Spoken) Fred Casely. How could he be a
burglar? My wife knows him! He sold us our
furniture!

ROXIE Lord knows he ain't got the smarts

AMOS (Spoken) She lied to me. She told me he
was a burglar!

FOGARTY (Spoken) You mean he was dead when you
got home?

AMOS (Spoken) She had him covered with a sheet
and she's givin' me that cock and bull story abou
this burglar, and I ought to say that I did it
'cause I was sure to get off. Burglar, huh!

ROXIE Now, he shot off his trap

I can't stand that sap

Look at him go Rattin' on me With just one more
brain What a half-wit he'd be

If they string me up I'll know who Brought the
twine

AMOS (Spoken) And I believed her! That cheap
little tramp. So, she Was two-timing me, huh?
Well, then, she can just Swing for all I care.
Boy, I'm down at the garage, Working my butt off
fourteen Hours a day and she's up mucnhin' on
god-damn bon bons and jazzing. This time she
pushed me too far. That little chiseler. Boy, what
I sap I was!

That scummy, crummy Dummy hubby of mine!