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    Out there, there's a world outside of Yonkers
    Way out there beyond this hick town, Barnaby
    There's 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 there's lots of world out there
    Get out the brilliantine and dime cigars
    We're 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 we're gonna ride through town
    In one of those new horse drawn open cars
    We'll see the shows at Delmonico
    And we'll close the town in a whirl
    And we won't come home until we've kissed a girl

    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

    Beneath your parasol, the world is all the smile
    That makes you feel brand new down to your toes
    Get out your feathers, your patent leathers
    Your beads and buckles and bows

    For there's no blue Monday in your Sunday
    No Monday in your Sunday
    No Monday in your Sunday clothes

    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

    Beneath your parasol, the world is all the smile
    That makes you feel brand new down to your toes
    Get out your feathers, your patent leathers
    Your beads and buckles and bows
    For there's no blue Monday in your Sunday clothes

    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

    Beneath your bowler brim the world's a simple song
    A lovely love that makes you tilt your nose
    Get out your slickers, your flannel knickers
    Your red suspenders and hose
    For there's no blue Monday in your Sunday clothes

    Ermengarde keep smiling no man wants a little ninny
    Ambrose do a turn, let me see
    Mr.Hackl, Mr.Tucker, don't forget Irene and Minnie
    Just forget you ever heard a word from me

    All aboard, all aboard
    All aboard, all aboard
    Aboard

    Put on your Sunday clothes there's lots of world out there
    Put on your silk cravat and patent shoes
    We're gonna find adventure in the evening air
    To town we'll trot, to a smoky spot where the girls are hot as a fuse

    Put on your silk high hat and at the turned up cuff
    We'll wear a hand made gray suede buttoned glove
    We wanna take New York by storm
    We'll join the Astors at Tony Pastor's
    And this I'm positive of that we won't come home

    No, we won't come home
    No, we won't come home until we fall in love

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