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This is the season of the skirt and the wedding ring

Fashion model on the runway with the next new thing

People stop and they stare

It’s not just her hair

She’s got on a skirt that no one else could wear

They call that style

I take a walk by the river with the sunset fire

Brooklyn Bridge, a tapestry aloft on wire

You could say it’s just a way

To get from here across and bay

But the walkin' it shure feels so fine and gay

It’s got style

As the years pass by

We will stop and sigh

For the girl in blue

And her stiletto shoes

And the bridge lifted high

To next centuries sky

They had style

It’s 1913, now they’re putting up the Woolworth tower

Slender arches and filigree as white as flour

No its grandure won’t last

It’ll soon be overpassed

But tonight it glows like something right and blessed

It’s got style

And on the TV, there’s Sinatra and there’s Fred Astaire

You can almost tell the year just by the clothes they wear

But there’s something in the way

They strike a pose and what they say

That is far beyond a year or just a day

Man, they got style

Years have past

What of all this will last

There’s no way to know

What only years will show

And there’s no master plan

You just do it the best you can

Do it in your style

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