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 singinÂ?
While the band is swinginÂ?
Never tired of rompinÂ?
And stompinÂ? 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