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Ms. July:
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

And all that Jazz

Rachel:
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
Jazz

Ms. July:
Find a flask
We're playing fast and loose

And all that jazz

Rachel:
Right up here
Is where I store the juice

And all that jazz

Ms. July:
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?

No, I'm no one's wife

Rachel:
But, Oh, I love my life

Together:
And all
that
Jazz!

That Jazz!

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