First sung by Bob Hope and Eve Arden in
the Ziegield Follies of 1936, Variety called it the "standout ditty" of the
Follies that year. Contrary to the lyric, this song did get Hope his
first Hollywood offer. It was later popularized by Bunny Berican on
a best-selling RCA Victor release.
I've flown around the world in a plane; I've settled revolutions in
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 show place, 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 downhearted '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 I can't get started with you.
The leading tailors follow my styles, and toothpaste ads all feature my
The Astorbilts I visit, But say, what is it with you?
When first we met, how you elated me!
Pet, you devastated me! Yet, now you've deflated me.
Till 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!