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Come on babe
Why don't we the town?
And all Jazz
I'm gonna rouge my knees
And roll my stockings down
And all jazz
Start the car
I a whoopee spot
Where the gin is cold
But the piano's hot
It's just a hall
Where there's a nightly brawl
And all
That
Jazz
Skidoo!
And all Jazz
Hotcha! Whoopee!
And all that jazz
Ha!
Ha!
Ha!
Slick your hair
And wear buckle shoes
And all
I hear that Father Dip
Is gonna the blues
And all that Jazz
Hold on, hon
We're gonna bunny hug
I bought some aspirin
Down at United Drug
In case you shake apart
And want a brand new
To do that
... Jazz
Find a flask
We're playing and loose
And all jazz
Right up here
Is I store the juice
And all that jazz
Come on, babe
We're brush the sky
I bet you luck Lindy
Never flew so high
'Cause in the stratosphere
How could he an ear
to all that Jazz?
Oh, you're see your shake
And all that
Oh, she's gonna shimmy 'till her garters break
And all that
Show her where to her
Oh, her mother's blood'd curdle
If she'd hear her baby's
For all that Jazz
All that Jazz
on, babe
Why Don't we paint
The town?
And all (And all that Jazz)
I'm gonna
my knees
And roll my
Stockings down
And all that jazz (And all that Jazz)
the car
I a whoopee spot
the gin is
But the piano's hot
It's just a hall
Where there's a nightly brawl
And all Jazz
No, I'm no one's wife
But, Oh, I love my
And all that Jazz!
That Jazz!
Why don't we the town?
And all Jazz
I'm gonna rouge my knees
And roll my stockings down
And all jazz
Start the car
I a whoopee spot
Where the gin is cold
But the piano's hot
It's just a hall
Where there's a nightly brawl
And all
That
Jazz
Skidoo!
And all Jazz
Hotcha! Whoopee!
And all that jazz
Ha!
Ha!
Ha!
Slick your hair
And wear buckle shoes
And all
I hear that Father Dip
Is gonna the blues
And all that Jazz
Hold on, hon
We're gonna bunny hug
I bought some aspirin
Down at United Drug
In case you shake apart
And want a brand new
To do that
... Jazz
Find a flask
We're playing and loose
And all jazz
Right up here
Is I store the juice
And all that jazz
Come on, babe
We're brush the sky
I bet you luck Lindy
Never flew so high
'Cause in the stratosphere
How could he an ear
to all that Jazz?
Oh, you're see your shake
And all that
Oh, she's gonna shimmy 'till her garters break
And all that
Show her where to her
Oh, her mother's blood'd curdle
If she'd hear her baby's
For all that Jazz
All that Jazz
on, babe
Why Don't we paint
The town?
And all (And all that Jazz)
I'm gonna
my knees
And roll my
Stockings down
And all that jazz (And all that Jazz)
the car
I a whoopee spot
the gin is
But the piano's hot
It's just a hall
Where there's a nightly brawl
And all Jazz
No, I'm no one's wife
But, Oh, I love my
And all that Jazz!
That Jazz!
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