Flair

Lyrics
[MAN] Hey there, fans, here to say Perhaps you'd like to know how I get through the day Hard work, dull work, playing the clown If I were more perceptive it might get me down I go to work, make losing bids Then I go home and fight with Jane about the kids I do some chores, I pay some bills I got to bed and, if I have to, take some pills I start my day, I pay more bills I have my laughs, I take my spills And as I go on through the day, accept my ration Of ordinary, everyday humiliation Where, where is flair? Where's the flash when you enter the room And they know that you're there? Where's the daring it takes to release What you know is inside? Where's the skill to produce an effect But not look like you tried? Where, where is dash? Why do most people slog through the day When they could have panache? To got out in the world with that "Je ne sais quoi" My grandmother once called "An air" To have style and a stamp That is style, not just camp Tell me where, oh where, oh where, is flair? Where, where's romance? Why am I bottled up When I could face the music and dance? To be blessed with the guts to go out to the brink With all of your senses aware To feel love, to be "there" To go mad and not care Tell me where, oh where, oh where, is flair?
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Credits
- Writers
- Richard Maltby, Jr.
- David Shire