Wednesday, December 2, 2015

Chicago the Musical- All That Jazz

Come on, babe why don't we paint the town
And all that jazz
I'm gonna rouge my knees and roll my stockings down
And all that jazz

Start the car, I know a whoopee spot
Where the gin is cold but the piano's hot!
It's just a noisy hall where there's a nightly brawl
And all that jazz

And all that jazz, and all that jazz

Slick your hair and wear your buckle shoes
And all that jazz
I hear that Father Dip is gonna blow the blues
And all that jazz

Hold on, hon, we're gonna bunny hug
I bought some aspirin down at United Drug
In case you shake apart and want a brand new start
To do that jazz!

Find a flask we're playing fast and loose
And all that jazz
Right up here is where I store the juice
And all that jazz

Come on babe, we're gonna brush the sky
I betcha Lucky Lindy never flew so high
Cause in the stratosphere how could he lend an ear
To all that jazz?

Oh you're gonna see your Sheba shimmy shake
And all that jazz
Oh, she's gonna shimmy till her garters break
And all that jazz

Show her where to park her girdle
Oh, her mother's blood would curdle
If she'd hear her baby queer
For all that jazz

All that jazz

Come on, babe, why don't we paint the town?
And all that jazz
I'm gonna rouge my knees and roll my stockings down
And all that jazz

Start the car, I know a whoopee spot
Where the gin is cold but the piano's hot!
It's just a noisy hall where there's a nightly brawl
And all that jazz

No, I'm no one's wife
But, oh, I love my life
And all that jazz
That jazz!!

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