Once my clothes where shabby

Tailors called me cabby

So I took a vow

Said this bum'll be Beau Brummell

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 need now is the girl