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Come on babe
Why don't we the town?
And all that
I'm gonna rouge my knees
And roll my stockings
And all that jazz
Start the car
I know a whoopee spot
the gin is cold
But the piano's hot
It's just a noisy hall
Where there's a brawl
And all
That
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 Father Dip
Is blow the
And all that
Hold on, hon
We're gonna bunny hug
I bought some aspirin
Down at United Drug
In you shake apart
And want a brand new start
To do that
... Jazz
Find a flask
We're playing and loose
And all that jazz
up here
Is where I store the juice
And all that jazz
Come on, babe
We're gonna brush the sky
I bet you luck
Never flew so
'Cause in the
How he lend an ear
to all that Jazz?
Oh, you're gonna see your sheba shake
And all
Oh, she's shimmy 'till her break
And all that jazz
her where to her girdle
Oh, her mother's blood'd curdle
If she'd hear her baby's queer
For all that Jazz
All Jazz
on,
Why Don't we paint
The town?
And all that (And all Jazz)
I'm gonna
Rouge my knees
And my
Stockings down
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
Where there's a nightly
And all that Jazz
No, I'm no one's wife
But, Oh, I love my life
And all that Jazz!
That Jazz!
Why don't we the town?
And all that
I'm gonna rouge my knees
And roll my stockings
And all that jazz
Start the car
I know a whoopee spot
the gin is cold
But the piano's hot
It's just a noisy hall
Where there's a brawl
And all
That
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 Father Dip
Is blow the
And all that
Hold on, hon
We're gonna bunny hug
I bought some aspirin
Down at United Drug
In you shake apart
And want a brand new start
To do that
... Jazz
Find a flask
We're playing and loose
And all that jazz
up here
Is where I store the juice
And all that jazz
Come on, babe
We're gonna brush the sky
I bet you luck
Never flew so
'Cause in the
How he lend an ear
to all that Jazz?
Oh, you're gonna see your sheba shake
And all
Oh, she's shimmy 'till her break
And all that jazz
her where to her girdle
Oh, her mother's blood'd curdle
If she'd hear her baby's queer
For all that Jazz
All Jazz
on,
Why Don't we paint
The town?
And all that (And all Jazz)
I'm gonna
Rouge my knees
And my
Stockings down
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
Where there's a nightly
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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