I've flown around the world in a plane
I've settled revolutions in Spain
The North Pole I have charted but can't get started with you
Around a golf course I'm under par
And all the movies want me to star
I've got a house, a showplace, but I get no place with you
You're so supreme, lyrics I write of you
Scheme just for a sight of you
Dream both day and night of you,
And what good does it do?
In nineteen twenty nine I sold short
In England I'm presented at court
But you've got me down-hearted 'cause I can't get started with you
I do a hundred yards in ten flat
The Prince of Wales has copied my hat
With queens I've a la carted but can't get started with you
The leading tailors follow my styles
And toothpaste ads all feature my smiles
The Astorbilts I visit, but say what is it with you?
When we first met, how you elated me.
Pet, you devastated me.
Yet, now you've deflated me- 'Til you're my Waterloo
I've sold my kisses at a bazaar
And after me they've named a cigar
But lately how I've smarted, 'cause I can't get started with you