All That Jazz (Chicago)

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 whoopie 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 Jaaaaaaaaaaaaaazzzzzzzz Slick your hair and wear your buckle shoes And all that jazz I hear the father dip is gonna blow the blues And all that jazz Hold on, hun, We're gonna bunny-hug! I bought some aspirine, Down at United Drug! In case you shake a part, And want a brand new start To do That Jaaaaaaazzz (Skedoew!) And all that jazz (Hatcha!) (Woopie!) And all that jazz Ha Ha Ha It's just a noisy hall, Where there's a nightly brawl And all That Jaaaaaaaaaazzzzzz "Listen, your husband ain't home, is he?" No, her husband is not at home! (Laughing) Find a flask We're playing 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 jaaaazz? (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'd hear her baby's queer) For all that jazz All that jazz Come on, babe Why don't we paint the town? And all that jazz (And all that jazz) I'm gonna rouge my knees And roll my stockings down And all that jazz (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 "So that's it, huh, Fred?" "Yeah, I'm afraid so, Roxy." "Oh Fred..." (Oh Fred...) "Nobody walks out on me!" "Sweetheart!" "Oh don't sweetheart me, you son of a bitch!" (Whoopie) (Hatcha!) (Jazz) "I, I gotta pay!" No, I'm no one's wife But, oh, I love my life And all that jazz (That jazz)