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C'mon 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
There's a nightly brawl
And all that jazz!

Slick you hair
And wear you 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

Oh, you're gonna see you sheba
Shimmy shake
And all that jazz
Oh, she's gonna shimmy till 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!

C'mon 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 whopee spot
Where the gin is cold
But the piano's hot
It's just a noisy hall
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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