Of all the songs I've done, I think perhaps this next one has been the nearest thing to a trademark. I'm particularly fond of this old fella, and when Irving Berlin wrote it for me, I of course found it a real inspiration. Top Hat, White Tie, and Tails. I just got an invitation through the mails Your presence requested this evening, it's former Top Hat, 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. Oh, I'm putting on my top hat Tying up my white tie Brushing off my tails I'm duding up my shirt front Putting in the shirt studs Polishing my nails I'm stepping 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 Putting down my top hat Muscling up my white tie Dancing in my tails Oh, I'm putting on my top hat Tying up my white tie Brushing off my tails I'm duding up my shirt front Putting in the shirt studs Polishing my nails I'm dancing in my tails Dancing in my tails I'm dancing in my tails I'm dancing in my tails I'm putting on my top hat Tying up my white tie Brushing off my tails Yeah, I'm duding up my shirt front Putting in the shirt studs Polishing my nails I'm stepping 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 Putting down my top hat Muscling up my white tie And dancing in my tails