"Puttin' On The Ritz" lyrics
Have you seen the well-to-do?
Upon Lennox Avenue
On that famous thoroughfare
With their noses in the air
High hats and narrow collars
White spats and fifteen dollars
Spending every dime on a wonderful time
If you're blue and you don't know where to go to
Why don't you go where Harlem flits
Puttin' on the Ritz
Spangled gowns upon the bevy of high browns
Down the levy all misfits
Puttin' on the Ritz
That's where each and every lulu-belle goes
Every Thursday evening with her swell beaus
Rubbin' elbows
Come with me and we'll attend their jubilee and
See them spend their last two bits
Puttin' on the Ritz
Have you seen the well-to-do?
Upon Lennox Avenue
On that famous thoroughfare
With their noses in the air
High hats and narrow collars
White spats and fifteen dollars
Spending every dime for a wonderful time
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
Spangled gowns upon the bevy of high browns
From down the levy all misfits
Puttin' on the Ritz
That's where each and every lulu-belle goes
Every Thursday evening with her swell beaus
Rubbin' elbows
Come with me and we'll attend their jubilee
See them spend their last two bits
Puttin' on the Ritz
Upon Lennox Avenue
On that famous thoroughfare
With their noses in the air
High hats and narrow collars
White spats and fifteen dollars
Spending every dime on a wonderful time
If you're blue and you don't know where to go to
Why don't you go where Harlem flits
Puttin' on the Ritz
Spangled gowns upon the bevy of high browns
Down the levy all misfits
Puttin' on the Ritz
That's where each and every lulu-belle goes
Every Thursday evening with her swell beaus
Rubbin' elbows
Come with me and we'll attend their jubilee and
See them spend their last two bits
Puttin' on the Ritz
Have you seen the well-to-do?
Upon Lennox Avenue
On that famous thoroughfare
With their noses in the air
High hats and narrow collars
White spats and fifteen dollars
Spending every dime for a wonderful time
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
Spangled gowns upon the bevy of high browns
From down the levy all misfits
Puttin' on the Ritz
That's where each and every lulu-belle goes
Every Thursday evening with her swell beaus
Rubbin' elbows
Come with me and we'll attend their jubilee
See them spend their last two bits
Puttin' on the Ritz
Thanks to Shannon Reece for correcting these lyrics.
Writer(s): Irving Berlin
