Got to get my old tuxedo pressed
Got to sew a button on my vest
Cause tonight I gotta look my best, Lulu’s back in town
Gotta find a half a buck somewhere
Gotta shine my shoes and slick my hair
Got to find myself a bouteneer, Lulu’s back in town

You can tell all my pets, all my Harlem coquettes
[alternate: All my blondes and brunettes]
Mr. Otis regrets that he won’t be around
You can tell the mailman not to call
‘Cause I won’t be back until the fall
And then again maybe not at all, Lulu’s back in town