[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. 

(sung)
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.]

(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!
(sung)
La dah dah dah
Dah dah dah dah yah dah...
Now we waltz
Strings come in...

(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!