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