Fred Astaire Songtext
von Clive Gregson

Come Friday you′ll find me at the Palais de Danse
In search of excitement, intrigue and romance
And if Rosalind McGuire gives me half a chance
I'll show her the time Fred Astaire

Now I′ve taken lessons at the best school around
They say I'm a natural, too good for this town
The rest of the week I'm a pen-pushing clown
But come Friday I′ll be Fred Astaire

I′ve seen all his pictures, I've studied his style
The elegant shuffle, the lopsided smile
If Rosalind McGuire gets within half a mile
I′ll show her the time Fred Astaire


In this part of Yorkshire, a man is a man
If he drinks himself senseless and somehow still stands
By Tinseltown standards I'm not worth a damn
But here I can be Fred Astaire

The belle of New York, an Easter parade
Holiday Inn, night and day
The gay divorcee, and follow the fleet
There was a man with the world at his feet

Come Friday you′ll find me dressed up to the nines
My hair will be combed, my shoes will be shined
And if Rosalind McGuire can spare me the time
I'll show her the time Fred Astaire

Out on the dance floor, my arm round her waist
We′ll be the picture of charm and grace
The rest of the week I'm just taking up space
Come Friday I'll be Fred Astaire

Come Friday I′ll be Fred Astaire