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