Top Hat, White Tie And Tails - Al Bowlly

I just got an invitation through the mails Your presence requested this evening It's formal, a 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 With top hat, white tie and tails I'm puttin' on my top hat Tyin' up my white tie Brushin' off my tails I'm dudin' up my shirt front Puttin' in the shirt studs Polishin' my nails I'm steppin' 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 Dancin' in my tails I'm puttin' on my top hat Tyin' up my white tie Brushin' off my tails I'm dudin' up my shirt front Puttin' in the shirt studs Polishin' my nails I'm steppin' 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 And dancin' in my tails

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, white tie and tails I'm puttin' on my top hat Tyin' up my white tie Brushin' off my tails I'm dudein' up my shirt front Puttin' in the shirt studs Polishin' my nails I'm steppin' 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 Dancin' in my tails

Well, if you're lookin' for a good time Look hard as you want but you ain't gonna find The kinda good time you will Come every Friday, Saturday evening at the Top Hat Bar and Grille Well at the Top Hat Bar and Grille There is a waitress name of Lil Well, she's a honky tonky Little bit chunky, divorcee She wear them tight hippy hugger slacks You can believe me when I tell you, Jack That she's a dancin', prancin', hard romancin' P I E C E And she can do the boogie woogie She can do the boogaloo And she can do the hootchie cootchie Oh and she knows how to nasty too So if you're lookin' for a good time Look hard as you want but you ain't gonna find The kinda good time you will Come every Friday, Saturday evening at the Top Hat Bar and Grille Well at the Top Hat Bar and Grille They got this bouncer name of Gil Well he a honky tonky Heavily funky, ex-marine He wear them skintight body builder shirts And Jack, he'll knock you out into the dirt But if you got you no money or you try to get funny Then mother you gonna see, yeah That man gonna do the boogie woogie He gonna do the boogaloo He gonna do the hootchie cootchie And he'll be doin' all his dancin' on you So if you're lookin' for a good time Look hard as you want but you ain't gonna find The kinda bad time you will Come every Friday, Saturday evening at the Top Hat Bar and Grille Lookin' for a good time Lookin' for a bad time So if you're lookin' for a good time Look hard as you want but you ain't gonna find The kinda good time you will Come every Friday, Saturday evening at the Top Hat Bar and Grille