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Come on babe
Why don't we the town?
And all that Jazz
I'm gonna rouge my
And roll my stockings
And all that jazz
Start the car
I know a whoopee spot
the gin is cold
But the piano's hot
It's a noisy hall
there's a nightly
And all
That
Jazz
Skidoo!
And all that Jazz
Hotcha! Whoopee!
And all jazz
Ha!
Ha!
Ha!
Slick your hair
And wear your
And all that Jazz
I hear that Father Dip
Is gonna blow the
And all that
on, hon
We're gonna bunny hug
I bought some aspirin
Down at United
In case you shake apart
And want a brand new
To do that
... Jazz
Find a flask
We're playing fast and
And all that jazz
Right up here
Is I the juice
And all that
on, babe
We're gonna brush the sky
I bet you Lindy
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
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
on, babe
Why Don't we
The town?
And all that Jazz (And all that Jazz)
I'm gonna
my knees
And roll my
Stockings down
And all that jazz (And all that Jazz)
the car
I know a whoopee spot
Where the gin is cold
But the piano's hot
It's just a
there's a nightly
And all that Jazz
No, I'm no one's wife
But, Oh, I love my life
And all Jazz!
Jazz!
Why don't we the town?
And all that Jazz
I'm gonna rouge my
And roll my stockings
And all that jazz
Start the car
I know a whoopee spot
the gin is cold
But the piano's hot
It's a noisy hall
there's a nightly
And all
That
Jazz
Skidoo!
And all that Jazz
Hotcha! Whoopee!
And all jazz
Ha!
Ha!
Ha!
Slick your hair
And wear your
And all that Jazz
I hear that Father Dip
Is gonna blow the
And all that
on, hon
We're gonna bunny hug
I bought some aspirin
Down at United
In case you shake apart
And want a brand new
To do that
... Jazz
Find a flask
We're playing fast and
And all that jazz
Right up here
Is I the juice
And all that
on, babe
We're gonna brush the sky
I bet you Lindy
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
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
on, babe
Why Don't we
The town?
And all that Jazz (And all that Jazz)
I'm gonna
my knees
And roll my
Stockings down
And all that jazz (And all that Jazz)
the car
I know a whoopee spot
Where the gin is cold
But the piano's hot
It's just a
there's a nightly
And all that Jazz
No, I'm no one's wife
But, Oh, I love my life
And all Jazz!
Jazz!
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