Maple's Wisdom: My first songfic! This idea has been bugging me forever...I hope you like it!
Maple's Disclaimer: I don't own CCS! There, I said it! *is handed paper* Eek! I don't own Putting On The Ritz either!
Summary: Songfic for Putting on the Ritz! AU, set in 1920s. Our fab five, not very well off except Eriol, are rich for a day.

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"Aw, c'mon, Sakura! You do it better than anyone!" urged Meiling.
Sakura gave in, "Well, alright then...

Have you seen the well-to-do,
Up and down Park Avenue,
On that famous thoroughfare,
With their noses in the air,"

Sakura parades around with a pig-nose. A strange man, very well-dressed, appears, but no one notices.

"High hats, and arrow collars,
White spats, and lots of dollars,
Spending every dime,
For a wonderful time!"

The man clears his throat, and everyone jumps. "Good day, my name is Eriol Rockefeller, and I've noticed your amazing voice. How would you and your friends like to be rich for a day?"
"Well, sure, but what would we do?" asked Sakura.
"Oh, well, that's easy...

If you're blue,
And you don't know where to go to,
Whay don't you go where fashion sits,
Putting on the Ritz."

Eriol takes Sakura, Tomoyo, Meiling and Syaoran by the hands and leads them to a glamourous shop.
"Wow, there's so many people here! All different. I thought they were all the same!"
"Don't be silly, Sakura-chan! There's...

Different types who wear a day coat,
Pants with stripes and cut-away coat,
Perfect fits,
Putting on the Ritz."

Changing-room doors open one by one, starting with Meiling, clad in a red day-coat, then a scowling Syaoran, with striped pants, then Eriol, leaning on the door-frame and tipping his hat, and Tomoyo, busy cutting the bottom of her coat.
"Oh, wow, Chihaur will be so jealous!" squealed Meiling. "Just imagine...

Strolling up the avenue so happy,
All dressed up just like an English chappie,
Very snappy!"

Tomoyo is very excited at this point.
"Oo, what are we doing next, Eriol?"
"Well, I thought we could take a stroll."
"Yea...

Come, let's mix,
Where Rockefellers walk with sticks,
Or 'um-ber-ell-as' in their mitts,
Putting on the Ritz."

"I'm soo bored.." mumbled Meiling.
"Let's go back to that shop! It was so warm.." mumbled Tomoyo wistfully.
"Most certainly! After all...

If you're blue,
And you don't know where to go to,
Why don't you go where fashion sits,
Putting on the Ritz."

Syaoran, now dressed in striped pants, a day-coat, a top hat and a cane, is being taught how to twirl it by Eriol, with not much success. Tomoyo is frowning at the frayed edges of her coat. Sakura squeals and shoves Syaoran into a changing room with a bundle of...something. When he comes out, he's in a much better mood. "I like this, Sakura...

Dressed up as a British army trooper,
Trying to be just like Gary Cooper,
Super-duper."

"Hanyaan~!" shreieked Sakura, seeing a tall, gray-haired snow bunny, heading for Park Avenue.
"Well, wait are we waiting for?

Come, let's mix,
Where Rockefellers walk with sticks or 'um-ber-ell-as' in their mitts,
Putting on the Ritz."

Meiling nods.

"Putting on the Ritz."

Tomoyo, feeling left out, joins in.

"Putting on the Ritz."

All of them gather together, gazing at an unseen light, even Syaoran, very happy with a box of chocolate in hand.

"Put..ting..On...The....Ritz!"

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Charisma's Critique: How was it? Please, please tell me if I got any of the words wrong, and I will re-post it! Review!