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Come on babe
Why don't we paint the town?
And all that Jazz
I'm gonna my knees
And roll my down
And all that jazz
the car
I know a
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 that
Hotcha! Whoopee!
And all that
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
Hold on, hon
We're gonna bunny hug
I
Down at United Drug
In case you apart
And want a new start
To do that
... Jazz
Find a
We're playing fast and loose
And all that jazz
Right up here
Is where I store the juice
And all that jazz
on, babe
We're gonna the sky
I bet you luck Lindy
Never flew so
'Cause in the
How could he lend an ear
to all that Jazz?
Oh, you're gonna see your sheba shimmy shake
And all that
Oh, she's gonna shimmy 'till her garters break
And all that jazz
Show her where to park her girdle
Oh, her mother's blood'd curdle
If she'd her baby's queer
For all
All that
Come on, babe
Why Don't we
The town?
And all Jazz (And all that Jazz)
I'm gonna
Rouge my knees
And my
down
And all that jazz (And all Jazz)
Start the car
I 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 that Jazz
I'm gonna my knees
And roll my down
And all that jazz
the car
I know a
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 that
Hotcha! Whoopee!
And all that
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
Hold on, hon
We're gonna bunny hug
I
Down at United Drug
In case you apart
And want a new start
To do that
... Jazz
Find a
We're playing fast and loose
And all that jazz
Right up here
Is where I store the juice
And all that jazz
on, babe
We're gonna the sky
I bet you luck Lindy
Never flew so
'Cause in the
How could he lend an ear
to all that Jazz?
Oh, you're gonna see your sheba shimmy shake
And all that
Oh, she's gonna shimmy 'till her garters break
And all that jazz
Show her where to park her girdle
Oh, her mother's blood'd curdle
If she'd her baby's queer
For all
All that
Come on, babe
Why Don't we
The town?
And all Jazz (And all that Jazz)
I'm gonna
Rouge my knees
And my
down
And all that jazz (And all Jazz)
Start the car
I 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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