Kay Kyser & his Orchestra - A Zoot Suit (For My Sunday Gal) | Текст песни

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HIM:
I want a zoot suit with a reet pleat
And a drape shape, and a stuff cuff
To look sharp enough to see my Sunday gal

I want a reef sleeve with a right stripe
And a dressed vest with a pad
In the latest fad to see my Sunday gal

I wanna look keen so my dream will say
“You don’t look like the same beau”
So keen that she’ll scream, “Here comes my walkin’ rainbow”

So make a zoot suit with a reet pleat
And a drape shape, and a stuff cuff
To look sharp enough to see my Sunday gal

HER:
I want a brown gown with a zop top
And a hip slip, and a laced waist
In the sharpest taste to see my Sunday man

A scat hat with a trim brim
A zag bag with a rip zip
To look plenty hip to see my Sunday Sam

I wanna look keen so my dream will say
“Ain’t I the lucky fellah”
So keen that he’ll scream, “Baby you sure look mellow! “

So make a brown gown with a zop top
And a hip slip, and a laced waist
In the sharpest taste to see my Sunday man

HIM:

I’ve got a zoot suit with a reet pleat
And a drape shape, and a stuff cuff
To look sharp enough to see my Sunday gal

HER:

I’ve got a brown gown with a zop top
And a hip slip, and a laced waist
In the sharpest taste to see my Sunday Sam

HIM:

I wanna look keen so my dream will say
“You don’t look like the same beau”

HER:

So clean that I’ll scream “Here comes my walkin’ rainbow!”

HIM:

I’ve got a zoot suit with a reet pleat
and a stuff cuff with a pad

In the latest fad to see my Sunday gal

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