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Come on
Why don't we paint the town?
And all that Jazz
I'm gonna rouge my knees
And roll my stockings
And all
the car
I a 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
Skidoo!
And all that Jazz
Hotcha! Whoopee!
And all jazz
Ha!
Ha!
Ha!
Slick your hair
And buckle shoes
And all that Jazz
I that Father Dip
Is gonna blow the blues
And all that Jazz
Hold on, hon
We're gonna bunny hug
I bought some
Down at United Drug
In case you apart
And want a brand new start
To do that
... Jazz
Find a
We're playing and loose
And all that jazz
Right up here
Is where I store the juice
And all jazz
on, babe
We're brush the sky
I bet you luck Lindy
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 that jazz
Oh, she's gonna shimmy 'till her garters break
And all jazz
her where to park her girdle
Oh, her mother's blood'd curdle
If she'd her baby's queer
For all that
All that Jazz
on, babe
Why Don't we paint
The town?
And all that (And all that Jazz)
I'm gonna
Rouge my
And roll my
Stockings
And all that (And all that Jazz)
Start the car
I know a whoopee
Where the gin is
But the piano's hot
It's just a 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!
Why don't we paint the town?
And all that Jazz
I'm gonna rouge my knees
And roll my stockings
And all
the car
I a 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
Skidoo!
And all that Jazz
Hotcha! Whoopee!
And all jazz
Ha!
Ha!
Ha!
Slick your hair
And buckle shoes
And all that Jazz
I that Father Dip
Is gonna blow the blues
And all that Jazz
Hold on, hon
We're gonna bunny hug
I bought some
Down at United Drug
In case you apart
And want a brand new start
To do that
... Jazz
Find a
We're playing and loose
And all that jazz
Right up here
Is where I store the juice
And all jazz
on, babe
We're brush the sky
I bet you luck Lindy
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 that jazz
Oh, she's gonna shimmy 'till her garters break
And all jazz
her where to park her girdle
Oh, her mother's blood'd curdle
If she'd her baby's queer
For all that
All that Jazz
on, babe
Why Don't we paint
The town?
And all that (And all that Jazz)
I'm gonna
Rouge my
And roll my
Stockings
And all that (And all that Jazz)
Start the car
I know a whoopee
Where the gin is
But the piano's hot
It's just a 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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