Chad Mitchell Trio - Puttin' On The Style lyrics

Puttin' on the agony, puttin' on the style That's what all the young folks are doing all the while And as we look around us, we're very apt to smile To see so many people puttin' on the style Young man home from college makes a great display With a fancy adjective that he can hardly say It can't be found in Webster's, and won't be for a while But we know that he's only puttin' on the style Young man in a restaurant puffin' on a pipe Looking like a pumpkin that's only halfway ripe Smoking, drinking, cussing, and thinking all the while That there is nothing equal to puttin' on the style Sweet sixteen, she goes to school, just to see the boys She turns and laughs and giggles at every little noise She turns this way a little then she turns that way a while But everybody knows she's puttin' on that style Preacher in the pulpit shouting all his might Glory Hallelujah, puts the people in a fright They think that Satan's running up and down the aisle But it's just the preacher puttin' on the style