The Crime of the Century

And now, testifying for the defense, Miss Evelyn Nesbit. Whee! La la la la La la la la la Whee! La la la la La la la la la Your honor, I was once the lady friend of Stanford White. He's the famous architect! Yes, that's right. He put me on a velvet swing, And made me wear... well... hardly anything! Ruined at the age of fifteen, Your honor! Then I went a married Mr. Harry Thaw Eccentric millionaire. Oh! Oh! Harry's a jealous man. Bang! Bang! That was the end of Stan. Boo hoo! Your honor, be fair! My Harry went crazy, I swear! La la La la la Now it's the Crime of the Century! Crime of the Century! Giving the world a thrill! Harry's in trouble And Stanny's in heaven Ane Evelyn is in Vaudeville! The Crime of the Century! Crim if the Century! All for a youthful fling. Fortune fame And a ruined name! And now I'm the girl on the swing! Mother's Younger Brother was in love with Evelyn Nesbit. From his regular seat in the front row of the second balcony, He would lean far over the railing, hoping his goddess would Notice him. One night he almost he almost fell. Evelyn caught Sight of him and smiled. Life was suddenly full of delicious Possibilities. Oh! Oh! Harry must not be hung! Let's have that verdict sung! Boo hoo! Your honor we find That Harry's not guilty... My Harry's not guilty! 'Cause Harry is out of his mind. And it's the Crime of the Century Crime of the Century Making the world go "whee"! Harry's in trouble And Stanny's in heaven And Evelyn gets publicity! The Crime of the Century, Crime of the Century, Not such an awful thing- Stanny's killed, But my mother's thrilled 'Cause now I'm the girl on the... Now she's the girl on the... Now I'm the girl... On the swing! Whee!