Testi Soundtracks :: B
Blue Skies - Serenade To An Old-fashioned Girl
A night in June, a silv'ry moon
A falling star, a steel guitar
A plaintive tune
A love-sick boy, a heart a-whirl
A serenade to an old-fashioned girl
A perfect dream, a matchless pearl
A serenade to an old-fashioned girl
A lovely date, a half-drawn shade
A serenade to an old-fashioned girl
"Puttin' on the Ritz"
Have you seen the well-to-do
Up and down Park Avenue
On that famous thoroughfare
With their noses in the air
High hats and narrow collars
White spats and lots of dollars
Spending every dime
For a wonderful time
Now, 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 daycoat
Pants with stripes and cutaway coat
Perfect fits
Puttin' on the Ritz
Dressed up like a million dollar trooper
Trying hard to look like Gary Cooper
Super-duper
Come, let's mix where Rockefellers
Walk with sticks or "umberellas"
In their mitts
Puttin' on the Ritz
------ short instrumental break ------
Tips his hat just like an English chappie
To a lady with a wealthy pappy
Very snappy
You'll declare it's simply topping
To be there and hear them swapping
Smart tidbits
Puttin' on the Ritz
"I'll See You in C-U-B-A"
[1st verse:]
Not so far from here
There's a very lively atmosphere
Ev'rybody's going there this year
And there's a reason
The season opened last July
Ever since the U.S.A went dry
Ev'rybody's going there and I'm going, too
I'm on my way to
[chorus:]
Cuba there's where I'm going
Cuba there's where I'll stay
Cuba where wine is flowing
And where dark-eyed Stellas
Light their fellers' panatellas
where all is happy
Cuba where all is gay
Why don't you plan a
Wonderful trip
To Havana
Hop on a ship
And I'll see you in C.U.B.A.
[2nd verse:]
Take a friend's advice
Drinking in a cellar isn't nice
Anybody who has got the price
Should be a Cuban
Have you been longing for the 'smile'
That you haven't had for quite a while?
If you have, then follow me and I'll show the way
I'm on my way to
A falling star, a steel guitar
A plaintive tune
A love-sick boy, a heart a-whirl
A serenade to an old-fashioned girl
A perfect dream, a matchless pearl
A serenade to an old-fashioned girl
A lovely date, a half-drawn shade
A serenade to an old-fashioned girl
"Puttin' on the Ritz"
Have you seen the well-to-do
Up and down Park Avenue
On that famous thoroughfare
With their noses in the air
High hats and narrow collars
White spats and lots of dollars
Spending every dime
For a wonderful time
Now, 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 daycoat
Pants with stripes and cutaway coat
Perfect fits
Puttin' on the Ritz
Dressed up like a million dollar trooper
Trying hard to look like Gary Cooper
Super-duper
Come, let's mix where Rockefellers
Walk with sticks or "umberellas"
In their mitts
Puttin' on the Ritz
------ short instrumental break ------
Tips his hat just like an English chappie
To a lady with a wealthy pappy
Very snappy
You'll declare it's simply topping
To be there and hear them swapping
Smart tidbits
Puttin' on the Ritz
"I'll See You in C-U-B-A"
[1st verse:]
Not so far from here
There's a very lively atmosphere
Ev'rybody's going there this year
And there's a reason
The season opened last July
Ever since the U.S.A went dry
Ev'rybody's going there and I'm going, too
I'm on my way to
[chorus:]
Cuba there's where I'm going
Cuba there's where I'll stay
Cuba where wine is flowing
And where dark-eyed Stellas
Light their fellers' panatellas
where all is happy
Cuba where all is gay
Why don't you plan a
Wonderful trip
To Havana
Hop on a ship
And I'll see you in C.U.B.A.
[2nd verse:]
Take a friend's advice
Drinking in a cellar isn't nice
Anybody who has got the price
Should be a Cuban
Have you been longing for the 'smile'
That you haven't had for quite a while?
If you have, then follow me and I'll show the way
I'm on my way to
