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on babe
Why don't we paint the town?
And all that
I'm gonna my knees
And my down
And all 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
Skidoo!
And all Jazz
Hotcha! Whoopee!
And all that jazz
Ha!
Ha!
Ha!
your hair
And wear buckle shoes
And all that Jazz
I hear that Father Dip
Is gonna blow the blues
And all Jazz
on, hon
We're gonna bunny hug
I bought some aspirin
at Drug
In case you apart
And want a brand new start
To do that
... Jazz
Find a flask
We're playing and
And all that jazz
up here
Is where I store the juice
And all jazz
Come on,
We're gonna brush the sky
I bet you luck Lindy
Never flew so
'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 jazz
Oh, she's gonna '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
Come on, babe
Why Don't we paint
The town?
And all that Jazz (And all that Jazz)
I'm
Rouge my knees
And roll my
Stockings
And all jazz (And all Jazz)
Start the car
I know a spot
Where the gin is
But the piano's hot
It's a hall
Where there's a nightly
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
I'm gonna my knees
And my down
And all 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
Skidoo!
And all Jazz
Hotcha! Whoopee!
And all that jazz
Ha!
Ha!
Ha!
your hair
And wear buckle shoes
And all that Jazz
I hear that Father Dip
Is gonna blow the blues
And all Jazz
on, hon
We're gonna bunny hug
I bought some aspirin
at Drug
In case you apart
And want a brand new start
To do that
... Jazz
Find a flask
We're playing and
And all that jazz
up here
Is where I store the juice
And all jazz
Come on,
We're gonna brush the sky
I bet you luck Lindy
Never flew so
'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 jazz
Oh, she's gonna '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
Come on, babe
Why Don't we paint
The town?
And all that Jazz (And all that Jazz)
I'm
Rouge my knees
And roll my
Stockings
And all jazz (And all Jazz)
Start the car
I know a spot
Where the gin is
But the piano's hot
It's a hall
Where there's a nightly
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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