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 hat, white tie and tails

I'm puttin' on my top hat
Tyin' up my white tie
Brushin' off my tails

I'm dudein' up my shirt front
Puttin' in the shirt studs
Polishin' my nails

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

For I'll be there
Puttin' down my top hat
Mussin' up my white tie
Dancin' in my tails

Steppin' out
To breathe an atmosphere that simply reeks with class
And I trust that you'll excuse my dust when I step on the gas
I'll be
Puttin' down my top hat
Mussin' up my white tie
Dancin' in my tails, in my tails

I got a date, 'bout quarter to eight
I'd better not be late
With my top hat, top hat, top hat
White tie and my tails
My top hat, my white tie, my tails
I'm steppin' out later tonight with my top hat