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Puttin' on the Ritz lyrics
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 coat, pants with stripes
and cutaway coat, perfect fits,
Puttin’ on the ritz.
That’s where ……………………………………………
Every Sunday Evening with their Swell clothes,
Rubbing elbows
Come let’s mix where Rockefellers walk with sticks
or “umberellas” in their mitts,
Puttin’ on the ritz.
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