[LOUISE, spoken]
Tulsa? Tell me about your nightclub act?

[TULSA, spoken]
Okay!
Well, you see, I pretend I'm home getting dressed for a date
Take a comb, I comb my hair
Take a flower, smell it, and put it in my lapel
And then I spot the audience

[TULSA]
Once my clothes were shabby
Tailors called me, "Cabbie"
So I took a vow
Said, "This bum'll
Be Beau Brummel"

Now I'm smooth and snappy
Now my tailor's happy
I'm the cats 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's a girl to go with them

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!

[TULSA tap dances.]

[TULSA, spoken]
I start easy!
Now I'm more—debonair...
Shhh!
Break!
And I sell it here...
I start this step, see?
And build it...
And... and double it!
She appears all in white
I take her hand and kiss it
And lead her on the floor...
This step is good for the costume...
Astaire bit!
[TULSA]
La dah dah dah
Dah dah dah dah yah dah...
Now we waltz
Strings come in...

[TULSA, spoken]
And I lift her...
Again...
Once more!
And now the tempo changes
And all the lights come up
And I build for the finale!
Louise, that's it!
Come over here...
Give me your hand!
Now follow me...
Faster!
Charleston...
Again...
Again...
Turn!