It's Friday and late after hours

And still I haven't a date

Waiting by the moon

Sipping Whiskey sours

I'll think I'll wait here 'till noon

It really could be days

'Til I find some flowers

So I'll send you a bouquet

Chorus 1:

Uptown, run around, hear the sound, of the city streets below

And people in a rush everywhere

No rain, sugar cane, just a grain

In my champagne glass, you know

You put that magic touch in the air

So they say, it's closing time again

Funny how time passes

Through a bottle of Champagne

The only sound I hear, is that of rattling glasses

And people laughing in my ear

You've taken far too much, since you left for Paris

You've got that magic touch

Chorus 2:

Uptown, run around, hear the sound, of the city streets below

And the people rush everywhere

No rain, sugar cane, just a grain

In my Champagne glass, you know

You put that magic touch in the air

See those people in a rush

But you've got that magic touch

(Repeat twice)

Repeat Chorus 1 'til fade