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If my friends could see me now
(Dorothy Fields/Cy Coleman)
If they could see me now, that little gang of mine,
I'm eating fancy chow and drinking fancy wine.
I'd like those stumble bums to see for a fact
The kind of top - drawer, first - rate chums I attract.
All I can say is, "Wow - ee! Look - a where I am.
Tonight I landed, pow! right in a pot of jam."
What a set up! Ho - ly cow!
They'd never be - lieve it,
If My Friends Could See Me Now!
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If they could see me now, alone with Mister V.,
Who's waitin' on me like he was a maitre d'.
I hear my bud - dies say - ing:
"Crazy, what gives? Tonight she's living like the other half lives."
To think the highest brow, which I must say is he,
Should pick the lowest brow,
which there's no doubt is me.
What a step up! Ho - ly cow!
They'd never be - lieve it,
If My Friends Could See Me Now!
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They'd never believe it,
They'd never believe it,
They'd never believe it,
If My Friends Could See Me