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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 cut-away coat, perfect fits Puttin' on the Ritz That's where each and every Lulu-Belle goes Every Sunday evening, with their swell beaus Rubbin' elbows Come, let's mix where Rockefellers walk With sticks and umbrellas, in their mitts Puttin' on the Ritz If you're blue, and you don't know where to go to Why don't you go where fashion sits? Different types, who wear a day coat And pants with stripes and cut-away coats that fits That's where each and every Lulu-Belle goes Every Sunday evening, with their swell beaus Rubbin' elbows Come, let's mix where Rockefellers walk With sticks and umbrellas, in their mitts Puttin' on the Ritz Puttin' on the Ritz Puttin' on the Ritz Puttin' on the Ritz!
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