I got the surprise, the surprise of my life I had to stop and stare I saw a man dancing with his own wife And you'll never guess where
Chicago, Chicago, that toddlin' town, that toddlin' town Chicago, Chicago, I'll show you around, I love it Betcha bottom dollar, you'll lose your blues in Chicago, Chicago The town that Billy Sunday could not shut down
On State Street, that great street, I just want to stay, I just want to stay They do things, they don't do on Broadway, say They have the time, the time of their life, think of the man Who danced with his wife in Chicago, Chicago, Chicago, Chicago Free and easy town, brassy, breezy town, Chicago, Chicago
Let me cool my heels right down at Marshall Fields Come and walk with me along The Lake, to The Drake Holler and hoot, all through the Loop, shout out now To Mrs. O'Leary's cow, no she, she, life is peachy
Chicago, we'll meet at the Pump Room Ambassador East To say the least on shish kabob and breast of squab We will feast and get fleeced, don't tell me that sin is rampant and rife Think of that man who danced with his wife in Chicago, Chicago I'm in a shindy! What a wonderful, windy town!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
