That's Him - Kurt Weill

You know the way you feel when there is autumn in the air

That’s him, that’s him

The way you feel when Antoine has finished with your hair

That’s him, that’s him

You know the way you feel when you smell bread baking

The way you feel when suddenly a tooth stops aching;

Wonderful world, wonderful you

That’s him, that’s him

He is as simple as a swim in summer

Not arty, not actory

He’s like a plumber when you need a plumber:

He’s satisfactory

You know the way you feel when you want to knock on wood

The way you feel when your heart is gone for good:

Wonderful world, wonderful you

That’s him

You could shuffle him with millions

Soldiers and civilians

I’d pick him out

In the darkest caves and hallways

I would know him always

Beyond a doubt

Identification comes easily to me

Because that’s he

You know the way you feel about the Rhapsody in Blue:

That’s him, that’s him;

The way you feel about a hat created just for you:

That’s him, that’s him

You know the way you feel when the fireflies glimmer

The way you feel when overnight your hips grow slimmer:

Wonderful world, wonderful you

That’s him, that’s him

He’s like a book directly from the printer

You look at him, he so commenceable

He’s comforting as woolens in the winter:

He’s indispensable

You know the way the way you feel

That you know you should conceal

The way you feel feel that you really shouldn’t feel:

Wonderful world, wonderful you

That’s him