If My Friends Could See Me Now (Re-Recording) - Linda Clifford

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…