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Come on
Why don't we paint the town?
And all that
I'm gonna rouge my
And roll my stockings down
And all that
the car
I know a whoopee spot
Where the gin is
But the piano's hot
It's just a noisy hall
there's a nightly
And all
That
Jazz
Skidoo!
And all that Jazz
Hotcha! Whoopee!
And all that jazz
Ha!
Ha!
Ha!
Slick hair
And wear buckle
And all that Jazz
I Father Dip
Is gonna blow the blues
And all that Jazz
Hold on, hon
We're bunny hug
I bought some aspirin
at United
In case you apart
And a brand new start
To do that
... Jazz
a flask
We're 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 brush the sky
I bet you
Never flew 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 'till her garters break
And all jazz
Show her to park her
Oh, her mother's blood'd
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 knees
And my
Stockings
And all jazz (And all Jazz)
Start 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
No, I'm no one's
But, Oh, I love my
And all that Jazz!
That Jazz!
Why don't we paint the town?
And all that
I'm gonna rouge my
And roll my stockings down
And all that
the car
I know a whoopee spot
Where the gin is
But the piano's hot
It's just a noisy hall
there's a nightly
And all
That
Jazz
Skidoo!
And all that Jazz
Hotcha! Whoopee!
And all that jazz
Ha!
Ha!
Ha!
Slick hair
And wear buckle
And all that Jazz
I Father Dip
Is gonna blow the blues
And all that Jazz
Hold on, hon
We're bunny hug
I bought some aspirin
at United
In case you apart
And a brand new start
To do that
... Jazz
a flask
We're 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 brush the sky
I bet you
Never flew 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 'till her garters break
And all jazz
Show her to park her
Oh, her mother's blood'd
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 knees
And my
Stockings
And all jazz (And all Jazz)
Start 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
No, I'm no one's
But, Oh, I love my
And all that Jazz!
That Jazz!
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