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
Oh 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 we break apart
And want
A brand-new start
To do that jazz
Ooh you're gonna
See her sheba
Shimmy shake
Oh and all that jazz
Ooh she's gonna shimmy
Till her garters break
Oh and all that jazz
Show her where
To park her girdle
Ooh her mother's
Blood'll curdle
If she'd hear
Her baby's queer
For all that jazz
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
Oh come on babe
We're gonna
Brush the sky
I bet your Lucky Linda
Never flew so high
'cause in the
Stratosphere
How could he lend an ear
To all that jazz
So that's final eh Fred
Yeah I'm afraid so kiddo
Hey Fred
Yeah
Nobody walks
Out on me
No I'm no-one's wife
But oh I love my life
And all
That jazz
That jazz