All I Need Is the Girl (feat. Paul Wallace)

Tulsa, tell about your night club act O.K., well you see, I pretend I'm home getting dressed for a date I take a comb, I comb my hair Take a flower, smell it, 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 Brumme! 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's a girl to go with'm 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 easy! Now I'm more debonair Shhh Break! And I sell it here I start this step, see? And build it! And, and double it! She appears all in white, I take her hand and kiss it and lead her on the floor This step is good for the costume, Astaire pat! la da, da da, da da, dada dya da, 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! Over here! Give your hand! Now follow me! Faster! Charleston Again! Again!