Song Lyrics

He's got great big feet, he's jumping to the beat
He's been dancing in the street
He's dressed so fine, got lots of loot
We like to call him Mr. Zoot Suit

He drives a great big car, smokes a big cigar
He looks like a king, and he acts like a star
When we see him drive by he goes "Toot, toot"
We all shout, "Hey, Mr. Zoot Suit"

He's got purple suspenders and a yellow tie (say what?)
Come on boys, I tell you no lie
Those hats, those funky spats
He is the hippest hip and the coolest cat

I tell you no lie, this guy can't be beat
Wherever he goes he turns up the heat
So when you see him drive by with that big cheroot
Don't forget to shout "Hey, Mr. Zoot Suit"

He's got purple suspenders, a yellow tie (say what?)
Come on boys, I tell you no lie
His suit black, had funky spats
He's the hippest hip hip cool cat

I tell you no lie, this guy can't be beat
Wherever he goes he turns up the heat
So when you see him drive by with that big cheroot
Don't forget to shout "Hey, Mr. Zoot Suit"

Mark Warren Cally