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Come on
Why don't we the town?
And all Jazz
I'm gonna my
And my down
And all that jazz
the car
I 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
Jazz
Skidoo!
And all that Jazz
Hotcha! Whoopee!
And all that
Ha!
Ha!
Ha!
Slick hair
And 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 bunny hug
I bought some
at Drug
In case you shake
And want a new start
To do that
...
Find a flask
We're playing fast and loose
And all that jazz
Right up
Is where I the juice
And all that jazz
Come on,
We're gonna brush the sky
I bet you luck
flew so high
'Cause in the stratosphere
How could he an ear
to all Jazz?
Oh, you're gonna see sheba shimmy
And all that jazz
Oh, she's gonna shimmy 'till her garters break
And all that jazz
Show her 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
on, babe
Why Don't we paint
The town?
And all (And all that Jazz)
I'm gonna
Rouge my knees
And roll my
Stockings
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 brawl
And all that Jazz
No, I'm no one's
But, Oh, I love my life
And all Jazz!
That Jazz!
Why don't we the town?
And all Jazz
I'm gonna my
And my down
And all that jazz
the car
I 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
Jazz
Skidoo!
And all that Jazz
Hotcha! Whoopee!
And all that
Ha!
Ha!
Ha!
Slick hair
And 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 bunny hug
I bought some
at Drug
In case you shake
And want a new start
To do that
...
Find a flask
We're playing fast and loose
And all that jazz
Right up
Is where I the juice
And all that jazz
Come on,
We're gonna brush the sky
I bet you luck
flew so high
'Cause in the stratosphere
How could he an ear
to all Jazz?
Oh, you're gonna see sheba shimmy
And all that jazz
Oh, she's gonna shimmy 'till her garters break
And all that jazz
Show her 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
on, babe
Why Don't we paint
The town?
And all (And all that Jazz)
I'm gonna
Rouge my knees
And roll my
Stockings
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 brawl
And all that Jazz
No, I'm no one's
But, Oh, I love my life
And all Jazz!
That Jazz!
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