Kermit:
So hand me my cuff links
(Yes, sir!)
And straighten my tie
Just drench me in rich cologne
And don't ask me why
Go on and pluck me a boutonniere
Fozzie:
You're movin' up and walkin' on air
Kermit:
Steppin' out with a star
And feelin' high

Come polish my wing tips
And call for the car
I'll sweep her right off her feet
Wherever we are
Gonzo:
A satin collar and velvet vest!
Kermit:
I never settle for second best
Steppin' out with star
Sad times: bye-bye!

Have I got style
Have I got taste
On someone else I swear
This savoir faire
Would be such a waste
Come toss me my top hat
I'm ready to fly
Bustin' into the upper crust
As easy as pie!
Just watch my dreams come true
This was somethin' I was born to do
Steppin' out with a star
That star is you!

Fozzie:
Have you got class?
Kermit:
Have I got class!
Fozzie:
Have you got chic
Kermit:
Have I got chic!
Fozzie:
To think that you and me were nobody
Why only last week!
Kermit:
I'm ready to fly...
At least I can try

Just watch my dreams come true
This is somethin' I was born to do
All:
Steppin' out with a star
Bye bad times
Steppin' out with a star
Hey good times
Steppin' out with a star
And feelin' high
Yeah!