Steppin’ Out With a Star Songtext
von Seth MacFarlane

So hand me my cuff links
And straighten my tie
Just drench me in rich cologne
And don′t ask me why
Go on and pluck me a boutonniere
I'm moving up and walking on air
Stepping out with a star and feeling high

Come polish my wingtips
And call for the car
I′ll sweep her right off her feet
Wherever we are
A satin collar and velvet vest
I never settle for second best
Stepping out with a star, sad times, bye-bye


Have I got style?
Have I got taste?
On someone else, I swear
This savoir-faire would be such a waste

Come toss me my top hat
I'm ready to fly
Busting into the upper crust
As easy as pie
Just watch my dreams come true
This is something I was born to do
Stepping out with a star, that star is you

Have I got class?
Have I got chic?
To think that you and me
Were nobody, why only last week

Just watch my dreams come true
This is something I was born to do
Stepping out with a star, bye, bad times
Stepping out with a star, hey, good times
Stepping out with a star and feeling high