Stompin' at the Savoy

Savoy, the home of sweet romance Savoy, it wins you at a glance Savoy, gives happy feet a chance, to dance. Your form, just like a clinging vine Your lips, so warm and sweet as wine Your cheek, so soft and close to mine, devine How my heart is singin' While the band is swingin' Never tired of rompin' And stompin' with you, at the Savoy, What joy, a perfect holiday Savoy, where we can glide and sway Savoy, There let me stomp away with you. --- Stompin' At the Savoy - Chick Webb and Chick Webb & His Orchestra