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