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Why don't we paint the town?
And all
I'm gonna rouge my knees
And roll my stockings down
And all that jazz
Start the car
I a whoopee spot
Where the gin is cold
But the piano's hot
It's just a noisy hall
Where there's a brawl
And all
That
Jazz
Skidoo!
And all that
Hotcha! Whoopee!
And all that jazz
Ha!
Ha!
Ha!
Slick your hair
And your buckle shoes
And all that Jazz
I hear Dip
Is gonna blow the
And all Jazz
Hold on, hon
We're gonna hug
I bought some aspirin
at United Drug
In case you shake
And want a brand new
To do
... Jazz
a flask
We're playing fast and loose
And all that jazz
up
Is I store the
And all that jazz
Come on, babe
We're gonna brush the sky
I bet you luck
Never flew so
'Cause in the stratosphere
How could he lend an ear
to all that Jazz?
Oh, you're gonna see your sheba
And all
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'd curdle
If she'd hear her baby's queer
For all that Jazz
All
on, babe
Why Don't we paint
The town?
And all that Jazz (And all Jazz)
I'm
my
And roll my
Stockings
And all that jazz (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
And all that Jazz
No, I'm no one's wife
But, Oh, I my life
And all Jazz!
That Jazz!
Why don't we paint the town?
And all
I'm gonna rouge my knees
And roll my stockings down
And all that jazz
Start the car
I a whoopee spot
Where the gin is cold
But the piano's hot
It's just a noisy hall
Where there's a brawl
And all
That
Jazz
Skidoo!
And all that
Hotcha! Whoopee!
And all that jazz
Ha!
Ha!
Ha!
Slick your hair
And your buckle shoes
And all that Jazz
I hear Dip
Is gonna blow the
And all Jazz
Hold on, hon
We're gonna hug
I bought some aspirin
at United Drug
In case you shake
And want a brand new
To do
... Jazz
a flask
We're playing fast and loose
And all that jazz
up
Is I store the
And all that jazz
Come on, babe
We're gonna brush the sky
I bet you luck
Never flew so
'Cause in the stratosphere
How could he lend an ear
to all that Jazz?
Oh, you're gonna see your sheba
And all
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'd curdle
If she'd hear her baby's queer
For all that Jazz
All
on, babe
Why Don't we paint
The town?
And all that Jazz (And all Jazz)
I'm
my
And roll my
Stockings
And all that jazz (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
And all that Jazz
No, I'm no one's wife
But, Oh, I my life
And all Jazz!
That Jazz!
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