I guess I'm an old-fashioned dreamer. Walking the street on my own. Out of date, like the old-fashioned steamer. No longer feeling at home. For now romance has gone, time races on.
Whatever happened to the crazy dames. With the red ruby lips. Whatever happened to the burning flames. With the swing on the hips. She makes you turn when she passes you by.
Well. the table is set. the candles are lit. And there's the knock on the door.. Boy! She's looking pretty. all dressed up. . Now who could have wished for more..
I've got sunshine pouring down on me. And the sea shining like pearls. I've got wine cooling in a palm tree shadow. Now all I need is a girl. . I've got blue skies up ahead of me.
I've got the money, I've got the place. You've got the figure, you've got the face. Let's get together, the two of us. Over a glass of champagne.. . I've got the music, I've got the lights.