"All That Jazz"

from "Chicago"

Liza Minnelli's single version

Come on babe,

Why don't we paint the town

And all that jazz

I'm gonna rouge my knees

And roll my stockin's 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

A 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 we shake apart and

Want a brand new start

To do

A that

Jazz

Oh, you're gonna see your Sheba

Shimmy shake

And all that jazz

Oh, I'm gonna shimmy

'Til my garters break

And all that jazz

Show me where to park my girdle

Oh, my mother's blood'd curdle

If she'd hear her baby's queer

For all

That

Jazz

Find the flask

We're playin' fast and loose

And all that jazz

(And all that jazz)

Right up here

Is where I store the juice

And all that jazz

(And all that jazz)

Come on babe we're gonna brush the sky

I bet you lucky Lindy never flew so high

'Cause in the stratosphere,

How could he lend an ear

To all

(All)

A That

(A That)

Jazz

No I'm no one's wife, but

Oh, I love my life, and

All...

That...

Jazz...!

That jazz!