Clark Gable Puttin' On The Ritz
If you're blue and you don't know
Where to go to, why don't you go
Where Harlem sits?
Puttin' on the Ritz
Spangled gowns upon a bevy
Of highbrows from down the levee
All misfits
Puttin' on the Ritz
That's where each and every Lulubelle goes
Every Thursday evening with her swell beaux
Rubbing elbows
Come with me and we'll attend
Their jubilee and see 'em spend
Their last two bits
Puttin' on the Ritz
