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Come on babe
Why don't we paint the town?
And all that Jazz
I'm gonna rouge my
And roll my stockings down
And all that jazz
Start the car
I know a whoopee spot
Where the gin is
But the piano's hot
It's just a noisy
Where there's a nightly brawl
And all
Skidoo!
And all Jazz
Hotcha! Whoopee!
And all that jazz
Ha!
Ha!
Ha!
your hair
And wear your buckle shoes
And all that Jazz
I hear that Father Dip
Is gonna blow the blues
And all that Jazz
Hold on, hon
We're gonna hug
I bought some aspirin
Down at
In case you shake
And want a brand new
To do that
...
Find a flask
We're playing fast and loose
And all that jazz
Right up here
Is I store the juice
And all that jazz
Come on, babe
We're gonna the sky
I bet you luck Lindy
Never so high
'Cause in the stratosphere
How could he lend an ear
to all that Jazz?
Oh, you're gonna see sheba shimmy shake
And all that jazz
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 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 knees
And my
Stockings down
And all that jazz (And all that Jazz)
Start the car
I a whoopee spot
Where the gin is cold
But the piano's hot
It's a noisy hall
Where there's a nightly brawl
And all 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
And roll my stockings down
And all that jazz
Start the car
I know a whoopee spot
Where the gin is
But the piano's hot
It's just a noisy
Where there's a nightly brawl
And all
Skidoo!
And all Jazz
Hotcha! Whoopee!
And all that jazz
Ha!
Ha!
Ha!
your hair
And wear your buckle shoes
And all that Jazz
I hear that Father Dip
Is gonna blow the blues
And all that Jazz
Hold on, hon
We're gonna hug
I bought some aspirin
Down at
In case you shake
And want a brand new
To do that
...
Find a flask
We're playing fast and loose
And all that jazz
Right up here
Is I store the juice
And all that jazz
Come on, babe
We're gonna the sky
I bet you luck Lindy
Never so high
'Cause in the stratosphere
How could he lend an ear
to all that Jazz?
Oh, you're gonna see sheba shimmy shake
And all that jazz
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 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 knees
And my
Stockings down
And all that jazz (And all that Jazz)
Start the car
I a whoopee spot
Where the gin is cold
But the piano's hot
It's a noisy hall
Where there's a nightly brawl
And all Jazz
No, I'm no one's wife
But, Oh, I love my life
And all that Jazz!
That Jazz!
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