Oh,
what shape, my giggle has,
what technique, my wiggle has,
all that's uppercrust an d classy.
I wet my lips and hips and chassie
Our old men need a nurse around
When they see me swing
my purse around
I've got elegance
If you ain't got elegance
You can never ever carry
it all
Middle class, don't speak of it
Savoir -faire I reek of it,
some were born with rags and patches
But I use dol lar bills for matches
and Vanderbilt Kow tows to me,
J .P. Mauldin scrapes
and bow s to me
I've got elegance,
if you ain't got elegance
You can never ever carry
it on
Each time I go hoppin'
out Papa's eyes
Start poppin' out waiters
always leave their soup be hind
Boy Scouts even leave their troop behind
Broadway rocks an d jumps at night
when I wear my plastic
pumps at night.
I've got elegance.
I was born with elegance.
Have you noticed when I hold my cup
the saucer never moves
and the way I keep my pinky up
indubitably proves that
I've got elegance.
I've got built in elegance and with
El egance, elegance,
elegance, I'll carry it on!