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