Bing Crosby

Stompin' at the Savoy
Savoy, the home of sweet romanceSavoy, it wins you at a glanceSavoy, gives happy feet a chance to dance.Your form, just like a clingin' vineYour lips, as warm and sweet as wineYour cheek, so soft and close to mine, divine.How my heart is singin'While the band is swingin'Never tired of rompin'An' Stompin' with you at the SavoyWhat joy, a perfect holidaySavoy, where we can glide and swayThere let me stomp away with youSavoy,Savoy,Savoy.Your form just like a clingin' vineYour lips, as warm and sweet as wineYour cheek, so soft and close to mine, divine.Oh, how my heart is singin'SongtexteWhile the band is swingin'Never tired of rompin'An' Stompin' with you at the SavoyWhat joy,Savoy,Savoy, there let me stomp awayWith you. Aus Songtexte Mania