I just got an invitation through the mails:
Your presence requested this evening, its formal
A top hat, a white tie and tails
Nothing now could take the wind out of my sails
Because Im invited to step out this evening
With top hat, white tie and tails

Im puttin on my top hat
Tyin up my white tie
Brushin off my tails

Im dudein up my shirt front
Puttin in the shirt studs
Polishin my nails

Im steppin out, my dear
To breathe an atmosphere that simply reeks with class
And I trust that youll excuse my dust when I step on the gas

For Ill be there
Puttin down my top hat
Mussin up my white tie
Dancin in my tails