5-6-7-8!
Come on babe, why dont 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!
(Husha.....woopee) 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 hun 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 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 we 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 til her garters break
And all that jazz
Show her where to park her girdle
Oh, her mother's blood will curdle
If she'd hear her baby's queer
For all...that..jazz!
Come on babe why dont 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
Its 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!
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5-6-7-8!
Come on babe, why dont 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!
(Husha.....woopee) 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 hun 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 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 we 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 til her garters break
And all that jazz
Show her where to park her girdle
Oh, her mother's blood will curdle
If she'd hear her baby's queer
For all...that..jazz!
Come on babe why dont 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
Its 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!
Come on babe, why dont 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!
(Husha.....woopee) 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 hun 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 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 we 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 til her garters break
And all that jazz
Show her where to park her girdle
Oh, her mother's blood will curdle
If she'd hear her baby's queer
For all...that..jazz!
Come on babe why dont 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
Its 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!
Writer: JOHN KANDER
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.