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on babe
Why don't we paint the town?
And all that Jazz
I'm gonna my knees
And my stockings down
And all that jazz
Start the car
I know a whoopee spot
Where the gin is cold
But the piano's hot
It's a noisy hall
Where there's a nightly
And all
Jazz
Skidoo!
And all that Jazz
Hotcha! Whoopee!
And all that jazz
Ha!
Ha!
Ha!
Slick your hair
And wear your shoes
And all that
I that Father Dip
Is gonna blow the blues
And all that Jazz
on, hon
We're hug
I bought some
Down at United
In case 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 I store the juice
And all 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 Jazz?
Oh, you're see your sheba shimmy shake
And all that jazz
Oh, she's gonna shimmy 'till her garters break
And all
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
Come on, babe
Why Don't we paint
The town?
And all Jazz (And all that Jazz)
I'm
my knees
And roll my
Stockings down
And all that 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
Where there's a nightly
And all Jazz
No, I'm no one's wife
But, Oh, I love my
And all that Jazz!
Jazz!
Why don't we paint the town?
And all that Jazz
I'm gonna my knees
And my stockings down
And all that jazz
Start the car
I know a whoopee spot
Where the gin is cold
But the piano's hot
It's a noisy hall
Where there's a nightly
And all
Jazz
Skidoo!
And all that Jazz
Hotcha! Whoopee!
And all that jazz
Ha!
Ha!
Ha!
Slick your hair
And wear your shoes
And all that
I that Father Dip
Is gonna blow the blues
And all that Jazz
on, hon
We're hug
I bought some
Down at United
In case 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 I store the juice
And all 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 Jazz?
Oh, you're see your sheba shimmy shake
And all that jazz
Oh, she's gonna shimmy 'till her garters break
And all
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
Come on, babe
Why Don't we paint
The town?
And all Jazz (And all that Jazz)
I'm
my knees
And roll my
Stockings down
And all that 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
Where there's a nightly
And all Jazz
No, I'm no one's wife
But, Oh, I love my
And all that Jazz!
Jazz!
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