Linda Clifford

If My Friends Could See Me Now

If they could see me now
That old 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
Hey, look at where I am
I've landed, pow
Right in a pot of jam

What a setup, holy cow
They'd never believe it
If my friends could see me
(If they could see me)
Said if my friends could see me
(If they could see me)

Oh, if my friends could see me
If they could see me now

If they could see me now
My little dusty prince
Chasing around
This million dollar chick

I'd hear those real hip cats
Say, brother, get her
Draped on a bedspread
Made of three kinds of fur

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, holy cow
They'd never believe it
If my friends could see me
(If they could see me)
If all my friends could see me
(If they could see me)
Said if my friends could see me
If they could see me now

I'll rejoice with all my friends
I said rejoice with all my friends

If they could see me
If they could see me
If they could see me
If all my friends could see me

If they could see me now
That old gang of mine
Eating fancy chow
And drinking fancy wine

If all my friends could see me now
See me now, holy cow

If they could see me
If they could see me
If they could see me