[Velma Kelly]
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 justy a noisy hall
Where there's a nightly brawl
And all that jazz
And all that jazz
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
I case you shake apart
And want a brand new start
To do that
[Roxie Hart] (imagine)
Jazz
[Velma Kelly]
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 bet you luck 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
[Company]
And all that jazz
[Velma Kelly]
Oh, she's gonna shimmy 'till her garters break
[Company]
And all that jazz
[Velma Kelly]
Show her where to park her girdle
Oh, her mother's blood'd curdle
[Company]
If she'd hear her baby's queer
[Velma Kelly]
For all that jazz
All that jazz
Come on, babe
Why Don't we paint
The town?
And all that jazz
And all that jazz
I'm gonna rouge my knees
And roll my stockings down
And all that jazz
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
No, I'm no one's wife
But, Oh, I love my life
And all
That
Jazz!
That Jazz!
Announcer: 5, 6, 7, 8 [Velma Kelly] 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 justy a noisy hall Where there's a nightly brawl And all that jazz And all that jazz 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 I case you shake apart And want a brand new start To do that [Roxie Hart] (imagine) Jazz [Velma Kelly] 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 bet you luck 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 [Company] And all that jazz [Velma Kelly] Oh, she's gonna shimmy 'till her garters break [Company] And all that jazz [Velma Kelly] Show her where to park her girdle Oh, her mother's blood'd curdle [Company] If she'd hear her baby's queer [Velma Kelly] For all that jazz All that jazz Come on, babe Why Don't we paint The town? And all that jazz And all that jazz I'm gonna rouge my knees And roll my stockings down And all that jazz 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 No, I'm no one's wife But, Oh, I love my life And all That Jazz! That Jazz! Explain Request ×
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