Lonnie Donegan - Putting on the style lyrics

Sweet sixteen, goes to church just to see the boys Laughs and screams and giggles at every little noise Turns her face a little and turns her head awhile But everybody knows she's only putting on the style [Chorus:] Yeah - putting on the agony, putting on the style That's what all the young folks are doing all the while And as I look around me, I'm sometimes apt to smile Seeing all the young folks putting on the style Young man in the hot-rod car, driving like he's mad With a pair of yellow gloves he's borrowed from his dad He makes it roar so lively just to see his girlfriend smile But she knows he's only putting on the style [Chorus:] Preacher in the pulpit roars with all his might Sing Glory Hallelula with the folks all in a fright Now you might think he's satan that's coming down the aisle But it's only our poor preacher, boys, it's putting on his style (Chorus x 3)