Lyrics Stompin' At The Savoy - Harry Connick, Jr.

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 clingin′ vine
Your lips, so warm and sweet as wine
Your cheek, so soft and close to mine
Divine

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 away
Savoy, there let me stomp away
With you

Savoy, the home of sweet romance
Savoy, it wins you at a glance
Savoy, gives happy feet a chance
To dance