Puttin' on the ritz 歌词

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 gowns upon a bevy of high brows from down the levy, all misfits Puttin' on the ritz That's where each and every lulu-belle goes Every Sunday evening with her swell goes Rubbin' elbows Come let's mix, where Rockefellers walk with sticks And umbrellas in their mitts Puttin' on the ritz If you're blue, and you don't know where to go to Why don't you go where fashion sits? Different gowns upon a bevy of high brows from down the levy, all misfits Puttin' on the ritz That's where each and every lulu-belle goes Every Sunday evening with her swell goes Rubbin' elbows Come let's mix, where Rockefellers walk with sticks And umbrellas in their mitts Puttin' on the ritz, puttin' on the ritz Puttin' on the ritz, puttin' on the ritz!