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on babe
Why don't we paint the town?
And all that Jazz
I'm rouge my knees
And roll my stockings
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 hall
Where there's a nightly brawl
And all
That
Jazz
Skidoo!
And all that Jazz
Hotcha! Whoopee!
And all that jazz
Ha!
Ha!
Ha!
Slick hair
And wear buckle shoes
And all that Jazz
I hear Father Dip
Is gonna the blues
And all that Jazz
on, hon
We're gonna bunny hug
I bought aspirin
Down at Drug
In case you
And want a brand new start
To do
... Jazz
Find a flask
We're playing and loose
And all
Right up here
Is I store the juice
And all that
on, babe
We're gonna brush the sky
I bet you luck Lindy
so high
'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 shimmy 'till her garters break
And all that
Show her where to park her girdle
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 paint
The town?
And all that Jazz (And all that Jazz)
I'm
Rouge my knees
And roll my
Stockings
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 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 rouge my knees
And roll my stockings
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 hall
Where there's a nightly brawl
And all
That
Jazz
Skidoo!
And all that Jazz
Hotcha! Whoopee!
And all that jazz
Ha!
Ha!
Ha!
Slick hair
And wear buckle shoes
And all that Jazz
I hear Father Dip
Is gonna the blues
And all that Jazz
on, hon
We're gonna bunny hug
I bought aspirin
Down at Drug
In case you
And want a brand new start
To do
... Jazz
Find a flask
We're playing and loose
And all
Right up here
Is I store the juice
And all that
on, babe
We're gonna brush the sky
I bet you luck Lindy
so high
'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 shimmy 'till her garters break
And all that
Show her where to park her girdle
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 paint
The town?
And all that Jazz (And all that Jazz)
I'm
Rouge my knees
And roll my
Stockings
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 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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