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Come on babe
Why don't we the town?
And all that Jazz
I'm rouge my knees
And 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 a noisy hall
there's a nightly brawl
And all
That
Jazz
Skidoo!
And all that
Hotcha! Whoopee!
And all jazz
Ha!
Ha!
Ha!
Slick your hair
And wear your buckle shoes
And all that
I hear Father Dip
Is gonna blow the blues
And all that Jazz
on, hon
We're gonna bunny hug
I some aspirin
at Drug
In case you shake apart
And want a brand new start
To do
... Jazz
Find a
We're playing fast and loose
And all that jazz
Right up here
Is where I the juice
And all jazz
on, babe
We're brush the sky
I bet you luck
Never 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 her girdle
Oh, her mother's blood'd curdle
If she'd hear her baby's queer
For all that Jazz
All that Jazz
Come on, babe
Why Don't we paint
The town?
And all that Jazz (And all that Jazz)
I'm gonna
Rouge my
And roll my
Stockings down
And all that (And all Jazz)
the car
I a whoopee spot
Where the gin is cold
But the piano's hot
It's just a noisy
Where there's a nightly brawl
And all Jazz
No, I'm no one's wife
But, Oh, I love my
And all Jazz!
That Jazz!
Why don't we the town?
And all that Jazz
I'm rouge my knees
And 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 a noisy hall
there's a nightly brawl
And all
That
Jazz
Skidoo!
And all that
Hotcha! Whoopee!
And all jazz
Ha!
Ha!
Ha!
Slick your hair
And wear your buckle shoes
And all that
I hear Father Dip
Is gonna blow the blues
And all that Jazz
on, hon
We're gonna bunny hug
I some aspirin
at Drug
In case you shake apart
And want a brand new start
To do
... Jazz
Find a
We're playing fast and loose
And all that jazz
Right up here
Is where I the juice
And all jazz
on, babe
We're brush the sky
I bet you luck
Never 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 her girdle
Oh, her mother's blood'd curdle
If she'd hear her baby's queer
For all that Jazz
All that Jazz
Come on, babe
Why Don't we paint
The town?
And all that Jazz (And all that Jazz)
I'm gonna
Rouge my
And roll my
Stockings down
And all that (And all Jazz)
the car
I a whoopee spot
Where the gin is cold
But the piano's hot
It's just a noisy
Where there's a nightly brawl
And all Jazz
No, I'm no one's wife
But, Oh, I love my
And all Jazz!
That Jazz!
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