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Come on babe
Why don't we paint the town?
And all
I'm gonna rouge my knees
And my stockings down
And all jazz
Start the car
I know a whoopee spot
Where the gin is
But the piano's hot
It's just a noisy
Where there's a nightly brawl
And all
Jazz
Skidoo!
And all that
Hotcha! Whoopee!
And all jazz
Ha!
Ha!
Ha!
your hair
And wear your buckle
And all that
I hear that Father Dip
Is gonna blow the blues
And all that Jazz
Hold on, hon
We're gonna hug
I bought some aspirin
Down at United Drug
In case you shake
And want a new
To do that
... Jazz
Find a flask
We're playing fast and loose
And all that jazz
Right up
Is where I store the juice
And all that jazz
on, babe
We're gonna brush the sky
I bet you luck Lindy
Never flew so high
'Cause in the stratosphere
How could he lend an ear
to all Jazz?
Oh, you're gonna see sheba shimmy
And all that
Oh, she's gonna shimmy '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 that Jazz
on, babe
Why Don't we paint
The town?
And all Jazz (And all that Jazz)
I'm gonna
Rouge my knees
And roll my
Stockings down
And all jazz (And all that 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 Jazz
No, I'm no one's wife
But, Oh, I love my life
And all that Jazz!
That Jazz!
Why don't we paint the town?
And all
I'm gonna rouge my knees
And my stockings down
And all jazz
Start the car
I know a whoopee spot
Where the gin is
But the piano's hot
It's just a noisy
Where there's a nightly brawl
And all
Jazz
Skidoo!
And all that
Hotcha! Whoopee!
And all jazz
Ha!
Ha!
Ha!
your hair
And wear your buckle
And all that
I hear that Father Dip
Is gonna blow the blues
And all that Jazz
Hold on, hon
We're gonna hug
I bought some aspirin
Down at United Drug
In case you shake
And want a new
To do that
... Jazz
Find a flask
We're playing fast and loose
And all that jazz
Right up
Is where I store the juice
And all that jazz
on, babe
We're gonna brush the sky
I bet you luck Lindy
Never flew so high
'Cause in the stratosphere
How could he lend an ear
to all Jazz?
Oh, you're gonna see sheba shimmy
And all that
Oh, she's gonna shimmy '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 that Jazz
on, babe
Why Don't we paint
The town?
And all Jazz (And all that Jazz)
I'm gonna
Rouge my knees
And roll my
Stockings down
And all jazz (And all that 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 Jazz
No, I'm no one's wife
But, Oh, I love my life
And all that Jazz!
That Jazz!
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