Оригинален текст
I just got an invitation through the mails:Your presence requested this evening, it’s formalA top hat, a white tie and tailsNothing now could take the wind out of my sailsBecause I’m invited to step out this eveningWith top hat, white tie and tailsI’m puttin’ on my top hatTyin’ up my white tieBrushin’ off my tailsI’m dudein’ up my shirt frontPuttin’ in the shirt studsPolishin’ my nailsI’m steppin’ out, my dearTo breathe an atmosphere that simply reeks with classAnd I trust that you’ll excuse my dust when I step on the gasFor I’ll be therePuttin’ down my top hatMussin’ up my white tieDancin’ in my tails
