Stomping At the Savoy

Savoy, the home of sweet romance Savoy, it wins you at a glance Savoy, gives happy feet a chance, to dance. Your form, just like a clinging vine Your lips, so warm and sweet as wine Your cheek, so soft and close to mine, devine How my heart is singinÂ? While the band is swinginÂ? Never tired of rompinÂ? And stompinÂ? with you, at the Savoy, What joy, a perfect holiday Savoy, where we can glide and sway Savoy, There let me stomp away with you