Lyrics:

Yes, New York
It's really us
Barnaby and Cornelius

All the guests of Mr. Hackl are
Feelin' great and look spectacular

What a knack
There is to that
Acting like a born aristocrat
We got elegance
If you ain't got elegance
You can never ever carry it off

All who are
Well-bred agree
Minnie Fay
Has pedigree

Exercise your wildest whims tonight
We are out with diamond Jims tonight

Could they be
Misleading us?

Silver spoons were used for feeding us
We got elegance
If you ain't got elegance

You can never ever carry it off
Middle class
Don't speak of it
Savoir faire
We reek of it
Some were born with rags and patches but
We use dollar bills for matches and

Vanderbilt
Kowtows to us

J.P. Morgan scrapes and bows to us

We've got elegance
We were born with elegance

Have you noticed when I hold my cup
The saucer never moves?

And the way I keep my pinky up
Indubitably proves

That we got elegance
We've got built in elegance
And with elegance
We'll carry it off!