Top Hat, White Tie, & Tails Lyrics - Irving Berlin

Just got an invitation through the mails: 

Your presence requested this evening, its formal 

A top hat, a white tie and tails 

Nothing now could take the wind out of my sails 

Because Iâ??m invited to step out this evening 

With top hat, white tie and tails 

Iâ??m puttinâ?? on my top hat 

Tyinâ?? up my white tie 

Brushinâ?? off my tails 

Iâ??m dude-inâ?? up my shirt front 

Puttinâ?? in the shirt studs 

Polishinâ?? my nails 

Iâ??m steppinâ?? out, my dear 

To breathe an atmosphere that simply reeks with class 

And I trust that youâ??ll excuse my dust when I step on the gas