Just dig that scenery floating by   We're now approaching Newport, Rhode I   We've been, for years, in Variety   But Cholly Knickerbocker, now we're going to be      In high, high so   High soci   High society      I wanna play for my former pal   He runs the local jazz festival   His name is Dexter and he's good news   But something kind of tells me that he's nursing the blues      In high, high so   High soci   High society      He's got the blues 'cause his wife, alas   Thought writing songs was beneath his class   But writing songs he'd not stop, of course   And so she flew to Vegas for a quickie divorce      In high, high so   High soci   High society      To make him sadder, his former wife   Begins tomorrow a brand new life   She started lately a new affair   And now the silly chick is gonna marry a square      In high so   High soci   High society      But, Brother Dexter, just trust your Satch   To stop that wedding and kill that match   I'll toot my trumpet to start the fun   And play in such a way that she'll come back to you, son      In high, high so   High soci   High society