[Preamble]
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 hats, white tie and tails

[Verse 1]
Oh, I'm puttin' on my top hat
Tyin' up my white tie
Brushin' off my tails

[Verse 2]
Oh, I'm dudein' up my shirt front
Puttin' in the shirt studs
Polishin' my nails

[Bridge]
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
[Verse 3]
I'll be there, puttin' on my top hat
And mussin' up my white tie
Dancin' in the tails

[Verse 1]
Mmm, I'm puttin' on my top hat
Tyin' up my white tie
Brushin' off my tails

[Verse 2]
Yes, I'm dudein' up my shirt front
Puttin' in the shirt studs
Polishin' my nails

[Bridge]
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

[Verse 3]
Puttin' down my top hat
Mussin' up my white tie
Dancin' in my tails
[Trumpet solo: Louis Armstrong]

[Verse 1]
Yes boy, puttin' on my top hat
Swingin' with that tie and tails

[Verse 2]
Looka here, man
Swingin' the top hat
And my white tie and tails

[Bridge]
I'm steppin' out, my dear
To breathe an atmosphere
That simply reeks with class
Yes, I trust
That you'll excuse my dust, Gate
When I step on the gas

[Verse 3]
Top hat
In my tails
Dig that white tie, boy
(Scat)