...And All That Jazz
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 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
And all that jazz
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 aspirin down at United Drug
In case you shake apart and want a brand new start
To do – that – jazz
Find a flask, we’re playin’ fast and loose
...And all that jazz
Right up here is where I store the juice
...And all that jazz
Come on babe, we’re gonna brush the sky
I betcha lucky Lindy never flew 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 jazz
Show her where to park her girdle
Oh, her mother’s blood’d curdle
If she hears her baby’s queer
For all – that - jazz
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 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
No, I’m no one’s wife, but
Oh, I love my life!
And all
That
Jazz
That jazz
