All I Need Is The Girl

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