Wolfgang Lohr feat. Louie Prima
puttin on the ritz radio edit
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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
That's where each and every Lulu Bell goes every Thursday evening
With her swell beaus rubbing elbows