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Come on babe
Why don't we paint the town?
And all that Jazz
I'm gonna rouge my knees
And roll my stockings down
And all that
Start the car
I a whoopee spot
Where the gin is cold
But the piano's hot
It's just a
Where there's a brawl
And all
Jazz
Skidoo!
And all that
Hotcha! Whoopee!
And all that jazz
Ha!
Ha!
Ha!
Slick your hair
And wear
And all that Jazz
I Father Dip
Is gonna the blues
And all
Hold on, hon
We're gonna bunny hug
I bought some aspirin
Down at Drug
In case you shake
And a brand new start
To do that
... Jazz
Find a flask
We're playing fast and loose
And all
Right up here
Is where I store the juice
And all that
Come on, babe
We're gonna brush the sky
I bet you Lindy
flew so
'Cause in the stratosphere
How could he an ear
to all 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 jazz
her where to park her girdle
Oh, her mother's blood'd curdle
If she'd hear her baby's queer
For all Jazz
All that Jazz
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
down
And all (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
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 knees
And roll my stockings down
And all that
Start the car
I a whoopee spot
Where the gin is cold
But the piano's hot
It's just a
Where there's a brawl
And all
Jazz
Skidoo!
And all that
Hotcha! Whoopee!
And all that jazz
Ha!
Ha!
Ha!
Slick your hair
And wear
And all that Jazz
I Father Dip
Is gonna the blues
And all
Hold on, hon
We're gonna bunny hug
I bought some aspirin
Down at Drug
In case you shake
And a brand new start
To do that
... Jazz
Find a flask
We're playing fast and loose
And all
Right up here
Is where I store the juice
And all that
Come on, babe
We're gonna brush the sky
I bet you Lindy
flew so
'Cause in the stratosphere
How could he an ear
to all 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 jazz
her where to park her girdle
Oh, her mother's blood'd curdle
If she'd hear her baby's queer
For all Jazz
All that Jazz
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
down
And all (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
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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