12.Puttin' On the Ritz
作词：Irving Berlin
If you're blue and you don't know where to go to
Why don't you go where Harlem sits
Puttin' on the Ritz
Spangled gowns upon a bevy of high browns
From down the levee, all misfits
Puttin' on the Ritz
Why that's where each and every lulubelle goes
Every Thursday evening with her swell beau
Rubbing elbows
Come with me and we'll attend their jubilee
And see them spend their last two bits
Puttin' on the Ritz
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