I just got an invitation through the mails
Your presence requested this evening, it's formal
A top hat, a white tie and tails
Nothing now could take the wind out of my sails
Because I'm invited to step out this evening
With top hat, and white tie and tails
I'm putting on my top hat
Tying up my white tie, brushing off my tails
I'm duding up my shirt front
Putting 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 putting down my top hat
Mussing up my white tie, dancing in my tails
And 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 putting down my top hat
Mussing up my white tie, dancing, I'm really dancing in my tails

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