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

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

(Skiddoo!)

And all that jazz

(Hotcha!)

(Whoopee!)

And all that jazz

Hah! Hah! Hah!

It's just a noisy hall

Where there's a nightly brawl

And all that jazz

Listen, uh, your husband ain't home, is he?

No, her husband is not at home

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 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'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 (oh, you're gonna see your sheba shimmy shake)