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