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Come on
Why don't we paint the town?
And all that
I'm gonna rouge my knees
And roll my
And all that jazz
the car
I know a
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
Skidoo!
And all Jazz
Hotcha! Whoopee!
And all that jazz
Ha!
Ha!
Ha!
Slick your hair
And wear buckle shoes
And all that Jazz
I hear that Father Dip
Is gonna blow the blues
And all that
Hold on, hon
We're gonna hug
I bought aspirin
Down at United Drug
In you shake
And a brand new start
To do that
... Jazz
Find a flask
We're playing and loose
And all that jazz
Right up
Is where I store the juice
And all that
Come on,
We're gonna the sky
I bet you luck Lindy
flew so
'Cause in the stratosphere
How could he lend an ear
to all that Jazz?
Oh, you're see your sheba shimmy shake
And all that jazz
Oh, she's gonna shimmy 'till her garters
And all jazz
her to park her girdle
Oh, her mother's blood'd curdle
If she'd hear her baby's queer
For all that Jazz
All
Come on, babe
Why Don't we paint
The town?
And all that Jazz (And all that Jazz)
I'm gonna
Rouge my knees
And roll my
Stockings
And all that jazz (And all that Jazz)
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
But, Oh, I love my
And all Jazz!
That Jazz!
Why don't we paint the town?
And all that
I'm gonna rouge my knees
And roll my
And all that jazz
the car
I know a
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
Skidoo!
And all Jazz
Hotcha! Whoopee!
And all that jazz
Ha!
Ha!
Ha!
Slick your hair
And wear buckle shoes
And all that Jazz
I hear that Father Dip
Is gonna blow the blues
And all that
Hold on, hon
We're gonna hug
I bought aspirin
Down at United Drug
In you shake
And a brand new start
To do that
... Jazz
Find a flask
We're playing and loose
And all that jazz
Right up
Is where I store the juice
And all that
Come on,
We're gonna the sky
I bet you luck Lindy
flew so
'Cause in the stratosphere
How could he lend an ear
to all that Jazz?
Oh, you're see your sheba shimmy shake
And all that jazz
Oh, she's gonna shimmy 'till her garters
And all jazz
her to park her girdle
Oh, her mother's blood'd curdle
If she'd hear her baby's queer
For all that Jazz
All
Come on, babe
Why Don't we paint
The town?
And all that Jazz (And all that Jazz)
I'm gonna
Rouge my knees
And roll my
Stockings
And all that jazz (And all that Jazz)
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
But, Oh, I love my
And all Jazz!
That Jazz!
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