Mr. Pinstriped Suit Lyrics

Now....Friends let me tell you about this cat
that I once met.
Smooth talker...with an export cigarette.
I don't believe I ever saw him without a cocktail in his hand,
and no one swings as hard to the big bad voodoo band.
Now he strolls through the city like a big ol' alley cat
with his pinstripe suit
and a big bad voodoo hat.
I don't believe I ever saw him without a kitten on his hand,
and no one swings as hard
to the big bad voodoo band.


*Chorus*
Hey Mr. Pinstripe Suit.
Hey Mr. Hi De
Hi De Ho.
Well I know you got the answers that
we all wanna know.
Hey Mr. Wingtip Shoes.
Hey Mr. Always On The Go.
Well I know you got the answers that we all wanna know.