Herb Alpert — Puttin' On The Ritz lyrics

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.