Cornelius:
Out there
Theres a world outside of yonkers
Way out there beyond this hick town, barnaby
Theres a slick town, barnaby
Out there
Full of shine and full of sparkle
Close your eyes and see it glisten, barnaby
Listen, barnaby...
Put on your sunday clothes,
Theres lots of world out there
Get out the brillantine and dime cigars
Were gonna find adventure in the evening air
Girls in white in a perfumed night
Where the lights are bright as the stars!
Put on your sunday clothes, were gonna ride through town
In one of those new horsedrawn open cars

Cornelius & Barnaby:
Well see the shows at delmonicos
And well close the town in a whirl
And we [bad word] until weve kissed a girl!

Dolly:
Put on your sunday clothes when you feel down and out [bad word] down the street and have your picture took
Dressed like a dream your spirits seem to turn about
That sunday shine is a certain sign
That you feel as fine as you look!

Dolly & ambrose:
Beneath your parasol, the world is all a smile
That makes you feel brand new down to your toes

Dolly, ambrose, cornelius, & barnaby:
Get out your feathers, your patent leathers
Your beads and buckles and bows
For theres no blue monday in your sunday...
No monday in your sunday...
No monday in your sunday clothes!

Townspeople, all:
Put on your sunday clothes when you feel down and out [bad word] down the street and have your picture took

Dolly,townspeople, all:
Dressed like a dream your spirits seem to turn about
That sunday shine is a certain sign
That you feel as fine as you look!

Women:
Beneath your parasol, the world is all a smile

All:
That makes you feel brand new down to your toes
Get out your feathers
Your patent leathers
Your beads and buckles and bows
For theres no blue monday in your sunday clothes!

[dance interlude]

Children:
Put on your sunday clothes when you feel down and out [bad word] down the street and have your picture took

Women:
Dressed like a dream your spirits seem to turn about

Townspeople, all:
That sunday shine is a certain sign
That you feel as fine as you look!
Beneath your bowler brim the worlds a simple song
lovely lilt that makes you tilt your nose
Get out your slickers, your flannel knickers
Your red suspenders and hose
For theres no blue monday in your sunday clothes!

Dolly:
Ermengarde, keep smiling. no man wants a little ninny!
Ambrose do a turn, let me see!
Mr.hackl, mr.tucker dont forget irene and minnie,
Just forget you ever heard a word from me!
All aboard!

Townspeople:
All aboard!

Dolly:
All aboard!

Townspeople:
All aboard!

Dolly:
Aboaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaard!

All:
All aboard! all aboard! all aboard! all aboard!
Put on your sunday clothes theres lots of world out there
Put on your silk cravat and patent shoes
Were gonna find adventure in the evening air

Dolly:
To town well trot to a smokey spot
Where the girls are hot as a fuse!

All:
Wow
Put on your silk high hat and at the turned up cuff
Well wear a hand made gray suede buttoned glove

Dolly:
We wanna take new york by storm!

All:
Well join the astors
At tony pastors
And this Im positive of
That we [bad word] home
No we [bad word] home
No we [bad word] home until we fall in love!