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We're a couple of swells |
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We stop at the best hotels |
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But we prefer the country far away from the city smells |
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We're a couple of sports |
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The pride of the tennis courts |
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In June, July and August we look cute when we're dressed in shorts |
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The Vanderbilts have asked us up for tea |
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We don't know how to get there, no siree |
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No, siree |
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We would drive up the Avenue, but we haven't got the price |
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We would skate up the Avenue, but there isn't any ice |
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We would ride on a bicycle, but we haven't got a bike |
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So we'll walk up the Avenue |
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Yes, we'll walk up the Avenue |
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And to walk up the Avenue's what we like |
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Wall Street bankers are we |
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With plenty of currency |
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We'd open up the safe but we forgot where we put the key |
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We're the favorite lads |
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Of girls in the picture ads |
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We'd like to tell you who we kissed last night but we can't be cads |
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The Vanderbilts are waiting at the club |
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But how are we to get there, that's the rub |
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That's the rub |
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We would sail up the Avenue, but we haven't got a yacht |
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We would drive up the Avenue, but the horse we had was shot |
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We would ride on a trolley car but we haven't got the fare |
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So we'll walk up the Avenue |
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Yes, we'll walk up the Avenue |
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Yes, we'll walk up the Avenue till we're there |
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We would swim up the Avenue but we haven't any lake |
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So we'll walk up the Avenue |
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Yes, we'll walk up the Avenue |
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Yes, a walk up the Avenue's what we'll take |
