:07:00
I wanna play for my former pal -
He runs the local jazz festival.
:07:07
His name is Dexter and he's good news,
But sumpin' kinda tells me that he's nursing' the blues.
:07:13
In high, High-So-, High So-ci,
High So-ci-ety.
:07:19
High So-ci-ety.
:07:21
In high, High-So-, High So-ci,
High So-ci-ety.
:07:27
He's got the blues 'cause his former wife
Begins tomorrow a brand new life.
:07:34
She started lately a new affair
And now the silly chick is gonna marry a square.
:07:41
In high, High-So-, High So-ci,
High So-ci-ety.
:07:46
Square. You tell well.
:07:48
In high, High-So-, High So-ci,
High So-ci-ety.
:07:54
But, Brother Dexter, just trust your Satch,
To stop that weddin' and kill that match.
:08:02
I'll not toot my trumpet to start the fun,
And play in such a way that she'll come back to you, son.
:08:08
In high, High-So-, High So-ci,
In High..., So-ci-..., ety...
:08:28
And you giggle Satchmo's swinging
in the beautiful High Society.
:08:37
End of song,
beginning of story.