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on babe
Why don't we the town?
And all Jazz
I'm gonna rouge my knees
And roll my down
And all that
Start the car
I know a spot
Where the gin is cold
But the piano's hot
It's a noisy hall
Where there's a nightly brawl
And all
That
Jazz
Skidoo!
And all that Jazz
Hotcha! Whoopee!
And all that jazz
Ha!
Ha!
Ha!
Slick your hair
And wear buckle shoes
And all that
I hear that Father Dip
Is gonna blow the
And all that Jazz
Hold on, hon
We're gonna bunny hug
I bought some aspirin
Down at United
In you apart
And want a new start
To do
... Jazz
Find a flask
We're playing and loose
And all that jazz
Right up here
Is where I store the juice
And all that jazz
Come on,
We're gonna the sky
I bet you luck Lindy
Never flew so high
'Cause in the stratosphere
How could he an ear
to all that Jazz?
Oh, you're see your sheba shimmy shake
And all jazz
Oh, she's 'till her garters break
And all that
Show her where to her girdle
Oh, her mother's blood'd curdle
If she'd hear her baby's queer
For all that Jazz
All Jazz
on, babe
Why Don't we
The town?
And all that Jazz (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 spot
Where the gin is
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 wife
But, Oh, I love my life
And all that Jazz!
Jazz!
Why don't we the town?
And all Jazz
I'm gonna rouge my knees
And roll my down
And all that
Start the car
I know a spot
Where the gin is cold
But the piano's hot
It's a noisy hall
Where there's a nightly brawl
And all
That
Jazz
Skidoo!
And all that Jazz
Hotcha! Whoopee!
And all that jazz
Ha!
Ha!
Ha!
Slick your hair
And wear buckle shoes
And all that
I hear that Father Dip
Is gonna blow the
And all that Jazz
Hold on, hon
We're gonna bunny hug
I bought some aspirin
Down at United
In you apart
And want a new start
To do
... Jazz
Find a flask
We're playing and loose
And all that jazz
Right up here
Is where I store the juice
And all that jazz
Come on,
We're gonna the sky
I bet you luck Lindy
Never flew so high
'Cause in the stratosphere
How could he an ear
to all that Jazz?
Oh, you're see your sheba shimmy shake
And all jazz
Oh, she's 'till her garters break
And all that
Show her where to her girdle
Oh, her mother's blood'd curdle
If she'd hear her baby's queer
For all that Jazz
All Jazz
on, babe
Why Don't we
The town?
And all that Jazz (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 spot
Where the gin is
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 wife
But, Oh, I love my life
And all that Jazz!
Jazz!
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