I just got an invitation through the mail. Your presence is requested this evening. It's formal. Top hat, white tie and tails." Nothing now could take the wind out of my sails, Because I'm invited to step out this evening In top hat, white tie and tails. Oh, I'm puttin' on my top hat, Tying up my white tie, Brushing off up my tails. I'm doodin' up my shirt front, Puttin' in the shirt studs, Polishing my nails. I'm stepping out, my dear, To breathe an atmosphere That simply reeks with class. And I trust That you'll excuse my dust When I step on the gas. For I'll be there... Puttin' down my top hat Mussin' up my white tie Dancing in my tails.
作词 : Irving Berlin 作曲 : Irving Berlin
I just got an invitation through the mail. Your presence is requested this evening. It's formal. Top hat, white tie and tails." Nothing now could take the wind out of my sails, Because I'm invited to step out this evening In top hat, white tie and tails. Oh, I'm puttin' on my top hat, Tying up my white tie, Brushing off up my tails. I'm doodin' up my shirt front, Puttin' in the shirt studs, Polishing my nails. I'm stepping out, my dear, To breathe an atmosphere That simply reeks with class. And I trust That you'll excuse my dust When I step on the gas. For I'll be there... Puttin' down my top hat Mussin' up my white tie Dancing in my tails.
