| Lyrics: | (S. Sondheim, J. Styne)
[Recorded Decebber 11, 1967, Hollywood]
[lengthy instrumental
intro]
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 the rhythm,
Now all I
need's 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
[lengthy instrumental while Franks
hums and scats off and on]
Got my tweed pressed, I got my best vest, all I need now is the
girl
Got my striped tie, got my hopes `way up high
I got the time and the place and the
rhythm
All I need's the girl to go with'em
Mm, if she'll just appear we'll take this,
this great big town for a whirl
And if, if she'll say "My, darlin', I'm yours"
I'll throw
away my striped tie and my best-pressed tweed
All I real, really need is the girl |
