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 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 am the cats 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's pat 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 © STRATFORD MUSIC CORP; WILLIAMSON MUSIC INC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com