Msr. Denoir

I think you're very, very… something a little extraordinary. And if you don't mind my straightforward way, I'd like to take this little chance to say… I like the looks of you.
So take me out and spin me around the floor, the other guy I'm with is such a bore, and we'll see…we’ll see what happens when we're through.

You are the bees knees.
You get to me.
You are Msr. Denoir, the cat’s meow.

Mr. Debonair, take my hand and bring me to your lair. We can cavort and make things happen there. I'll keep your secrets if you keep mine, mon cher.

You are the bees knees.
You get to me.
You are Msr. Denoir, the cat’s meow.