All That Jazz - Chita Rivera/Chicago Ensemble

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 you buckle shoes

And all that jazz

I hear that Father Dipp

Is gonna blow the blues

And all that jazz

Hold on hon'

We're gonna bunny hug

I bought some aspirin

Down at United **

In case you shake apart

And wanna 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 he lend an ear

To all that jazz

No I'm no one's wife

Oh I love my life

And all that Jazz

All that jazz