Herb Alpert - Puttin' On The Ritz Lyrics
If you’re blue and you don’t know where to go towhy don’t you go where fashion sits,Puttin’ on the ritz.Different types who wear a day coat, pants with stripesand cutaway coat, perfect fits,Puttin’ on the ritz.That’s where ……………………………………………Every Sunday Evening with their Swell clothes,Rubbing elbowsCome let’s mix where Rockefellers walk with sticksor “umberellas” in their mitts,Puttin’ on the ritz.