Is There Anything Wrong in That - Helen Kane

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

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 the 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 said, «Baby, you sure have It,»

What’s this?

Oh, is there anything wrong in that?

A man loaned me his Cadilac

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

Oh, 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, please, was there anything wrong in that, huh?

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!

Oh, tell me, was there anything wrong in that?