[Verse] Oh the gent from '99 With his three-piece suit so fine Bowler hat perched just so Cane in hand ready to shine [Chorus] He waltzed through the crowd Like the king of old times Click of his heels Sharp as the chimes The gent from '99 Oh he's stealing the spotlight tonight [Verse 2] Pocket watch ticks in his vest Moves like a man possessed Eyes glint sharp as a blade Swagger cut from the finest grade [Bridge] Who is he who’s stealing the scene A time machine ghost or a living dream Dust of the ages on his coat tails But his charm never fails [Chorus] He waltzed through the crowd Like the king of old times Click of his heels Sharp as the chimes The gent from '99 Oh he's stealing the spotlight tonight [Outro] And as the music fades to black He tips his hat and won't look back The gent from '99 Forever etched in time