Scrapple from the Apple

Savoy

The home of sweet romance

Savoy

It wins you with a glance

Savoy

Gives happy feet a chance to dance

Your old form just like a clinging vine

Your lips so warm and sweet as wine

Your cheek so soft and close to mine

Divine

How my heart is singing

While the band is swinging

I'm never tired of romping

And stomping with you at the savoy

What joy a perfect holiday

Savoy

Where we can glide and sway

Savoy

Let me stomp away with you

The home of sweet romance

It wins you at a glance

Gives happy feet a chance to dance

Just like a clinging vine

So soft and sweet as wine

So soft and close to mine

Divine

How my heart is singing

While the band is swinging

I'm never

Never

Never tired of romping

And stomping with you at the savoy

What joy a perfect holiday

Savoy

Where we can glide and sway

Savoy

Let me stomp away with you