The lyrics to Glenn Miller's "In The Mood" are not very well known. The song is one of the most-standard of all the Big Band standards, yet the lyrics are rarely sung. This is, perhaps, because so many big bands, particularly non-professional ones, have no singers.
The lyrics aren't exactly the highest of art, but they provide some interesting insights into the title and into the spirit of the 1940's.
The following lyrics were taken from the Internet Modern History Sourcebook (http://www.fordham.edu/halsall/mod/modsbook.html) and are used under the terms of its license.
In The Mood - Glenn Miller & his Orchestra
Words by Andy Razaf, music by Joe Garland
Glenn Miller (#1 in 1940), and again at #20 in 1943
Who's the lovin' daddy with the beautiful eyes
What a pair o' lips, I'd like to try 'em for size
I'll just tell him, "Baby, won't you swing it with me"
Hope he tells me maybe, what a wing it will be
So, I said politely "Darlin' may I intrude"
He said "Don't keep me waitin' when I'm in the mood"
First I held him lightly and we started to dance
Then I held him tightly what a dreamy romance
And I said "Hey, baby, it's a quarter to three
There's a mess of moonlight, won't-cha share it with me"
"Well" he answered "Baby, don't-cha know that it's rude
To keep my two lips waitin' when they're in the mood"
In the mood, that's what he told me
In the mood, and when he told me
In the mood, my heart was skippin'
It didn't take me long to say "I'm in the mood now"
In the mood for all his kissin'
In the mood his crazy lovin'
In the mood what I was missin'
It didn't take me long to say "I'm in the mood now"
<instrumental interlude>
So, I said politely "Darlin' may I intrude"
He said "Don't keep me waitin' when I'm in the mood"
<instrumental interlude>
"Well" he answered "Baby, don't-cha know that it's rude
To keep my two lips waitin' when they're in the mood"
Who's the lovin' daddy with the beautiful eyes
What a pair o' lips, I'd like to try 'em for size
I'll just tell him, "Baby, won't you swing it with me"
Hope he tells me maybe, what a wing it will be
So, I said politely "Darlin' may I intrude"
He said "Don't keep me waitin' when I'm in the mood"
First I held him lightly and we started to dance
Then I held him tightly what a dreamy romance
And I said "Hey, baby, it's a quarter to three
It's a mess of moonlight, won't-cha share it with me"
"Well" he answered "Baby, don't-cha know that it's rude
To keep my two lips waitin' when they're in the mood"