Puttin' on the Ritz (From "Blue Skies") - Fred Astaire, Ирвинг Берлин

Have you seen the well to do

Upon Lennon Avenue on that famous thoroughfare

With their noses in the air?

High hats and narrow collars

White 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 Harlem flits?

Putting' on the Ritz

Spangled gowns upon the bevy of high browns

From down the levy, all misfits, putting' on the Ritz

That’s where each and every lulu-belle goes

Every Thursday evening with her swell beaus

Rubbin' elbows

Come with me and we’ll attend their jubilee

And see them spend their last two bits

Puttin' on the Ritz

Boys, look at that man puttin' on that Ritz

You look at him, I can’t

If you’re blue, and you don’t know where to go to

Why don’t you go where Harlem flits?

Puttin' on the Ritz

Spangled gowns upon the bevy of high browns

From down the levy, all misfits, puttin' on the Ritz

That’s where each and every lulu-belle goes

Every Thursday evening with her swell beaus

Rubbin' elbows

Come with me and we’ll attend their jubilee

And see them spend their last two bits

Puttin' on the Ritz

Come with me and we’ll attend their jubilee

And see them spend their last two bits

Puttin' on the Ritz