Barbra Streisand - Put On Your Sunday Clothes Lyrics
Cornelius:Out thereTheres a world outside of yonkersWay out there beyond this hick town, barnabyTheres a slick town, barnabyOut thereFull of shine and full of sparkleClose your eyes and see it glisten, barnabyListen, barnaby...Put on your sunday clothes,Theres lots of world out thereGet out the brillantine and dime cigarsWere gonna find adventure in the evening airGirls in white in a perfumed nightWhere the lights are bright as the stars!Put on your sunday clothes, were gonna ride through townIn one of those new horsedrawn open carsCornelius & barnaby:Well see the shows at delmonicosAnd well close the town in a whirlAnd we wont come until weve kissed a girl!Dolly:Put on your sunday clothes when you feel down and outStrut down the street and have your picture tookDressed like a dream your spirits seem to turn aboutThat sunday shine is a certain signThat you feel as fine as you look!Dolly & ambrose:Beneath your parasol, the world is all a smileThat makes you feel brand new down to your toesDolly, ambrose, cornelius, & barnaby:Get out your feathers, your patent leathersYour beads and buckles and bowsFor theres no blue monday in your sunday...No monday in your sunday...No monday in your sunday clothes!Townspeople, all:Put on your sunday clothes when you feel down and outStrut down the street and have your picture tookDolly,townspeople, all:Dressed like a dream your spirits seem to turn aboutThat sunday shine is a certain signThat you feel as fine as you look!Women:Beneath your parasol, the world is all a smileAll:That makes you feel brand new down to your toesGet out your feathersYour patent leathersYour beads and buckles and bowsFor theres no blue monday in your sunday clothes![dance interlude]Children:Put on your sunday clothes when you feel down and outStrut down the street and have your picture tookWomen:Dressed like a dream your spirits seem to turn aboutTownspeople, all:That sunday shine is a certain signThat you feel as fine as you look!Beneath your bowler brim the worlds a simple songA lovely lilt that makes you tilt your noseGet out your slickers, your flannel knickersYour red suspenders and hoseFor theres no blue monday in your sunday clothes!Dolly:Ermengarde, keep smiling. no man wants a little ninny!Ambrose do a turn, let me see!Mr.hackl, mr.tucker dont forget irene and minnie,Just forget you ever heard a word from me!All aboard!Townspeople:All aboard!Dolly:All aboard!Townspeople:All aboard!Dolly:Aboaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaard!All:All aboard! all aboard! all aboard! all aboard!Put on your sunday clothes theres lots of world out therePut on your silk cravat and patent shoesWere gonna find adventure in the evening airDolly:To town well trot to a smokey spotWhere the girls are hot as a fuse!All:WowAll:Put on your silk high hat and at the turned up cuffWell wear a hand made gray suede buttoned gloveDolly:We wanna take new york by storm!All:Well join the astorsAt tony pastorsAnd this Im positive ofThat we wont come homeNo we wont come homeNo we wont come home until we fall in love!
