My Magical, Suede Zoot Suit

(Verse 1) Well, I got a suit that’s smoother than a Cadillac ride, It’s my magical suede, it’s my source of pride. With a chain that swings and shoes that shine, When I hit the town, I know I’m lookin’ fine. (Chorus) Oh, my magical, suede zoot suit, Got me jumpin’ right out of my boots. In my magical, suede zoot suit, I’m the king of the rhythm and roots. (Verse 2) It’s got pinstripes bold, and a wide-brim hat, A pocket square silk, can you imagine that? Every time I twirl, the crowd goes wild, I’m the jivin’ jukebox, the rock 'n' roll child. (Chorus) Yeah, my magical, suede zoot suit, It’s like a jukebox hero’s loot. In my magical, suede zoot suit, I’m the heartthrob with the rock 'n' roll flute. (Bridge) I step onto the floor, the band starts to play, My feet start movin’ in a boppin’ sway. I’m not just a man, I’m a mood, I’m a vibe, In my zoot suit, I’m the 50s alive. (Chorus) Oh, my magical, suede zoot suit, I’m the melody in the musical fruit. In my magical, suede zoot suit, I’m the legend that’s impossible to refute. (Outro) So, let’s rock, let’s roll, let’s lose control, In my zoot suit, I’m on a rock 'n' roll stroll. With my magical, suede, I’m never afraid, I’m the duke of the dance, the parade’s serenade. (Repeat to fade) In my magical, suede zoot suit.