A Zoot Suit (For My Sunday Gal)

I want a zoot suit with a reet pleat And a drape shape, and a stuff cuff To look sharp enough to see my Sunday gal You want a reef sleeve with a right stripe And a rare square, so the gals will stare When they see you struttin' with your Sunday pal (That's me) You wanta look keen so your dream will say "You don't look like the same beau" So keen that she'll scream, "Here comes my walkin' rainbow" So make a zoot suit with a reet pleat And a drape shape, and a stuff cuff To look sharp enough to see my Sunday gal Now, what you want, baby? I want a brown gown with a zop top And a hip slip, and a laced waist In the sharpest taste to see my Sunday man (In his zoot suit) A scat hat and a zag bag And a slick kiss, so the other chicks Will be jealous when I'm with my Sunday fan I wanta look keen so my dream will say "Ain't I the lucky fellah" So keen that he'll scream, "Baby's in Technicolor" So make a reet pleat with a drape shape And a stuff cuff, to look sharp enough To see my Sunday, Sunday gal