歌词
(from "Top Hat")
I just got an invitation through the mail.
"Your presence is requested this evening.
It's formal. Top hat, white tie and tails."
Nothing now could take the wind out of my sails,
Because I'm invited to step out this evening
In top hat, white tie and tails.
Oh, I'm puttin' on my top hat,
Tying up my white tie,
Brushing off up my tails.
I'm doodin' up my shirt front,
Puttin' in the shirt studs,
Polishing my nails.
I'm stepping out, my dear,
To breathe an atmosphere
That simply reeks with class.
And I trust
That you'll excuse my dust
When I step on the gas.
For I'll be there...
Puttin' down my top hat
Mussin' up my white tie
Dancing in my tails.