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Come on babe
Why don't we paint the town?
And all that
I'm gonna rouge my knees
And roll my stockings down
And all that jazz
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 that Jazz
Hotcha! Whoopee!
And all jazz
Ha!
Ha!
Ha!
Slick
And wear your buckle shoes
And all that Jazz
I Father Dip
Is gonna blow the
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 a brand new start
To do
... Jazz
a flask
We're playing fast and
And all jazz
Right up
Is where I the juice
And all that jazz
Come on, babe
We're gonna brush the sky
I bet you luck Lindy
Never flew so high
'Cause in the stratosphere
How could he lend an ear
to all 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
her where to park her girdle
Oh, her mother's blood'd curdle
If she'd her baby's queer
For all that Jazz
All that Jazz
Come on,
Why Don't we paint
The town?
And all that Jazz (And all that Jazz)
I'm gonna
my knees
And my
And all that (And all that Jazz)
the car
I 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
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 rouge my knees
And roll my stockings down
And all that jazz
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 that Jazz
Hotcha! Whoopee!
And all jazz
Ha!
Ha!
Ha!
Slick
And wear your buckle shoes
And all that Jazz
I Father Dip
Is gonna blow the
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 a brand new start
To do
... Jazz
a flask
We're playing fast and
And all jazz
Right up
Is where I the juice
And all that jazz
Come on, babe
We're gonna brush the sky
I bet you luck Lindy
Never flew so high
'Cause in the stratosphere
How could he lend an ear
to all 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
her where to park her girdle
Oh, her mother's blood'd curdle
If she'd her baby's queer
For all that Jazz
All that Jazz
Come on,
Why Don't we paint
The town?
And all that Jazz (And all that Jazz)
I'm gonna
my knees
And my
And all that (And all that Jazz)
the car
I 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
No, I'm no one's wife
But, Oh, I love my
And all that Jazz!
That Jazz!
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