I pretend I'm at home getting dressed for a date
I take a comb, comb my hair
Take a flower, smell it and put it in my lapel
And then I spot the audience
Once my clothes were shabby
Tailors called me Cabbie
So I took a vow
Said this bum'll be Beau Brummel
Now I'm smooth and snappy, now my tailor's happy
I'm the cat's meow, my wardrobe is a wow
Paris silk, Harris tweed
There's only one thing I need
Got my tweed pressed, got my best vest
All I need now is the girl
Got my striped tie, got my hopes high
Got the time and the place and I got rhythm
Now all I need is the girl to go with 'em
If she'll just appear we'll take this big town for a whirl
And if she'll say "my darling I'm yours"
I'll throw away my striped tie and my best pressed tweed
All I really need is the girl
I start off easy, you see?
Now I'm more debonair, ssh
Break
And I sell it here
I start this step, see?
And then I build it, double it
She appears all in white
I take her hand, kiss it
And lead her on the floor
This step's good for the costume
Astaire-pit
Yah, dah, dah, dah, yah, dah, yah, dah, dah, yah
Now we waltz, strings come in
And I lift her
Again
Once more
And now the tempo changes
And all the lights come up
And I build for the finale
Louise that's it, do it over here
Follow me
Faster, Charleston
Again, do it again, give me your hands
