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Come on
Why don't we the town?
And all that
I'm gonna rouge my knees
And roll my stockings down
And all that
Start the car
I know 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
That
Jazz
Skidoo!
And all that Jazz
Hotcha! Whoopee!
And all that
Ha!
Ha!
Ha!
hair
And wear your buckle
And all that Jazz
I that Father Dip
Is gonna blow the blues
And all Jazz
Hold on, hon
We're gonna hug
I some aspirin
Down at United Drug
In case you shake apart
And want a new
To do that
... Jazz
Find a flask
We're playing fast and
And all that
Right up here
Is where I store the
And all that jazz
Come on, babe
We're gonna the sky
I bet you luck
Never flew so high
'Cause in the stratosphere
How could he lend an ear
to all Jazz?
Oh, you're gonna see your sheba shake
And all that jazz
Oh, she's gonna 'till her break
And all that jazz
her where to park her girdle
Oh, her mother's blood'd curdle
If she'd her baby's
For all that
All that
on,
Why Don't we paint
The town?
And all that (And all that Jazz)
I'm gonna
Rouge my knees
And roll my
down
And all that (And all that Jazz)
Start the car
I know a whoopee
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 wife
But, Oh, I love my
And all that Jazz!
That Jazz!
Why don't we the town?
And all that
I'm gonna rouge my knees
And roll my stockings down
And all that
Start the car
I know 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
That
Jazz
Skidoo!
And all that Jazz
Hotcha! Whoopee!
And all that
Ha!
Ha!
Ha!
hair
And wear your buckle
And all that Jazz
I that Father Dip
Is gonna blow the blues
And all Jazz
Hold on, hon
We're gonna hug
I some aspirin
Down at United Drug
In case you shake apart
And want a new
To do that
... Jazz
Find a flask
We're playing fast and
And all that
Right up here
Is where I store the
And all that jazz
Come on, babe
We're gonna the sky
I bet you luck
Never flew so high
'Cause in the stratosphere
How could he lend an ear
to all Jazz?
Oh, you're gonna see your sheba shake
And all that jazz
Oh, she's gonna 'till her break
And all that jazz
her where to park her girdle
Oh, her mother's blood'd curdle
If she'd her baby's
For all that
All that
on,
Why Don't we paint
The town?
And all that (And all that Jazz)
I'm gonna
Rouge my knees
And roll my
down
And all that (And all that Jazz)
Start the car
I know a whoopee
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 wife
But, Oh, I love my
And all that Jazz!
That Jazz!
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