Cornelius: Out there Theres a world outside of yonkers Way out there beyond this hick town, barnaby Theres a slick town, barnaby Out there Full of shine and full of sparkle Close your eyes and see it glisten, barnaby Listen, barnaby... Put on your sunday clothes, Theres lots of world out there Get out the brillantine and dime cigars Were gonna find adventure in the evening air Girls in white in a perfumed night Where the lights are bright as the stars! Put on your sunday clothes, were gonna ride through town In one of those new horsedrawn open cars Cornelius & barnaby: Well see the shows at delmonicos And well close the town in a whirl And we wont come until weve kissed a girl! Dolly: Put on your sunday clothes when you feel down and out Strut down the street and have your picture took Dressed like a dream your spirits seem to turn about That sunday shine is a certain sign That you feel as fine as you look! Dolly & ambrose: Beneath your parasol, the world is all a smile That makes you feel brand new down to your toes Dolly, ambrose, cornelius, & barnaby: Get out your feathers, your patent leathers Your beads and buckles and bows For theres no blue monday in your sunday... No monday in your sunday... No monday in your sunday clothes! Townspeople, all: Put on your sunday clothes when you feel down and out Strut down the street and have your picture took Dolly,townspeople, all: Dressed like a dream your spirits seem to turn about That sunday shine is a certain sign That you feel as fine as you look! Women: Beneath your parasol, the world is all a smile All: That makes you feel brand new down to your toes Get out your feathers Your patent leathers Your beads and buckles and bows For theres no blue monday in your sunday clothes! [dance interlude] Children: Put on your sunday clothes when you feel down and out Strut down the street and have your picture took Women: Dressed like a dream your spirits seem to turn about Townspeople, all: That sunday shine is a certain sign That you feel as fine as you look! Beneath your bowler brim the worlds a simple song A lovely lilt that makes you tilt your nose Get out your slickers, your flannel knickers Your red suspenders and hose For theres no blue monday in your sunday clothes! Dolly: Ermengarde, keep smiling. no man wants a little ninny! Ambrose do a turn, let me see! Mr.hackl, mr.tucker dont forget irene and minnie, Just forget you ever heard a word from me! All aboard! Townspeople: All aboard! Dolly: All aboard! Townspeople: All aboard! Dolly: Aboaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaard! All: All aboard! all aboard! all aboard! all aboard! Put on your sunday clothes theres lots of world out there Put on your silk cravat and patent shoes Were gonna find adventure in the evening air Dolly: To town well trot to a smokey spot Where the girls are hot as a fuse! All: Wow All: Put on your silk high hat and at the turned up cuff Well wear a hand made gray suede buttoned glove Dolly: We wanna take new york by storm! All: Well join the astors At tony pastors And this Im positive of That we wont come home No we wont come home No we wont come home until we fall in love!
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