Doin' the Uptown Lowdown

Miss Bailey, you sure look righteous

Out of my way, Chica, I feel righteous

Where are you going? Uptown?

Yeah, boy, taste the lowdown (ooh-wee!)

Where do we get that music that puts that swing so hot in us?

Where is life, never dull, hum-drum or monotonous?

Hop a subway, hop a cab

Shoot right up to Harlem

Where the population

Found a new sensation

Screen celebs and stage satellites

Social debs and high hat-ellites

Masses, classes, doin' the uptown lowdown

Where they spend their semolians

Just to watch those creolians

Skippin', hippin', doin' the uptown lowdown

You'll find laughter after midnight

That's their play-time

Hi-de-hay time

What price? Yeah, man

Bankers with their cinderellatives

List'ning to those hot hi-yellatives

Up in Harlem, doin' the uptown lowdown

Screen celebs and state sattelites

Social debs and high-hatelites

Masses, classes

Doin' the uptown lowdown

Where they spend their semolians

Just to watch those Creolians

Skippin', hippin'

Doin' the uptown lowdown

You'll find laugher after midnight

That's their play time

Hi-de-hay time

What price? Yeah, man

Bankers with their cinderellatives

List'ning to those hot hi-yellatives

Up in, Harlem

Doin' the uptown lowdown

Well, uh, how was it, uptown?

Well, it was no, uh, bring down

Did you, uh, him swing down?

Yeah, but it wouldn't mean a thing down here