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on babe
Why don't we paint the town?
And all that Jazz
I'm gonna my knees
And roll my
And all that
Start the car
I know a whoopee spot
Where the gin is cold
But the piano's hot
It's just a noisy
Where there's a nightly brawl
And all
That
Jazz
Skidoo!
And all that Jazz
Hotcha! Whoopee!
And all that jazz
Ha!
Ha!
Ha!
your hair
And buckle
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
Down at Drug
In you shake apart
And want a brand new start
To do that
... Jazz
Find a flask
We're fast and loose
And all that jazz
Right up here
Is where I store the
And all that jazz
Come on, babe
We're gonna brush the sky
I bet you Lindy
Never so high
'Cause in the stratosphere
How could he lend an ear
to all that Jazz?
Oh, you're gonna see sheba shimmy shake
And all that jazz
Oh, she's gonna shimmy 'till her garters break
And all that jazz
Show her where to park her
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
The town?
And all Jazz (And all that Jazz)
I'm gonna
my knees
And roll my
Stockings down
And all that jazz (And all that Jazz)
Start the car
I a whoopee spot
Where the gin is
But the piano's hot
It's a noisy
Where there's a brawl
And all that Jazz
No, I'm no one's wife
But, Oh, I love my
And all that Jazz!
That Jazz!
Why don't we paint the town?
And all that Jazz
I'm gonna my knees
And roll my
And all that
Start the car
I know a whoopee spot
Where the gin is cold
But the piano's hot
It's just a noisy
Where there's a nightly brawl
And all
That
Jazz
Skidoo!
And all that Jazz
Hotcha! Whoopee!
And all that jazz
Ha!
Ha!
Ha!
your hair
And buckle
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
Down at Drug
In you shake apart
And want a brand new start
To do that
... Jazz
Find a flask
We're fast and loose
And all that jazz
Right up here
Is where I store the
And all that jazz
Come on, babe
We're gonna brush the sky
I bet you Lindy
Never so high
'Cause in the stratosphere
How could he lend an ear
to all that Jazz?
Oh, you're gonna see sheba shimmy shake
And all that jazz
Oh, she's gonna shimmy 'till her garters break
And all that jazz
Show her where to park her
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
The town?
And all Jazz (And all that Jazz)
I'm gonna
my knees
And roll my
Stockings down
And all that jazz (And all that Jazz)
Start the car
I a whoopee spot
Where the gin is
But the piano's hot
It's a noisy
Where there's a brawl
And all that Jazz
No, I'm no one's wife
But, Oh, I love my
And all that Jazz!
That Jazz!
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