Puttin' on the Ritz
Have you seen the well to do? Up and down Park Avenue? On that famous thoroughfare, With their noses in the air? High hats and arrowed collars, Wide spats and fifteen dollars. Spending every dime, For a wonderful time If you're blue and you don' know, Where to go to, why don't you go, Where fashion sits? Putting On The Ritz. Different types, who wear a day, Co-pants with stripes, and cut away, Coat, perfect fits? Putting On The Ritz. Dressed up like a million dollar trooper, Trying hard to look like Gary Cooper. Super-duper Come, let's mix where Rockerfellas, Walk with sticks, or umbrellas, In their mitts. Putting On The Ritz. Spangled gowns upon a beauty of hand-me-downs, on clown and cutie, All misfits. Putting On The Ritz. Tips his hat just like an English chappie, To a lady with the wealthy happy. Very Snappy You'll declare it's simply topping, To be there, and hear them swapping, Smart titbits. Putting On the Ritz Putting On the Ritz Putting On the Ritz
Written by: IRVING BERLIN
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