, HIGH SOCIETY CALYPSO Lyrics from "High Society"
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HIGH SOCIETY CALYPSO Lyricsby . From High Society HIGH SOCIETY CALYPSO by Music: Cole Porter Lyrics: Cole Porter Premiere: 1956 ARMSTRONG: Just dig that scenery floatin' by. we're now approachin' Newport Rhode 1. We've been forever in Variety. But Cholly Knickerbocker, now we're goin' to be ALL: In high, High-So-, High So-ci, High So-ci-ety. ARMSTRONG: I wanna play for my former pal- He runs the local jazz festival. His name is Dexter and he's good news, But sumpin' kinda tells me that he's nursing' the blues ALL: In high, High-So-, High So-ci, High So-ci-ety. ARMSTRONG: He's got the blues 'cause his wife, alas, Thought writin' songs was beneath his class, But writin' songs he'd not stop, of course, And so he flew to Vegas for a quicky divorce. ALL: In high, High-So-, High So-ci, High So-ci-ety. ARMSTRONG: To make him sadder, his former wife Begins tomorrow a brand new life. She started lately a new affair And now the silly chick is gonna marry a square. ALL: In high, High-So-, High So-ci, High So-ci-ety. ARMSTRONG: But, Brother Dexter, just trust your Satch, To stop that weddin' and kill that match. I'll not toot my trumpet to start the fun, And play in such a way that she'll come back to you, son, ALL: In high, High-So-, High So-ci, High So-ci-ety.
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