Puttin' On The Ritz

Irving Berlin

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't know, Where to go to, why don't you go, Where fashion sits? Puttin' On The Ritz. Different types, who wear a day, Co-pants with stripes, and cut away, Coat, perfect fits? Puttin' 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. Puttin' On The Ritz. Spangled gowns upon a beauty of hand-me-downs, on clown and cutie, All misfits. Puttin' 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. |: Puttin' On The Ritz. :| Puttin' On The Ritz!!