All That Jazz - The Starlite Singers

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

Oh Slick your 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 wanna brand new start
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To do that jazz

Oh you're gonna see your
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 squeal)
For all that jazz

Slick your hair
And wear you buckle shoes

And all that jazz
And all that jazz

Slick your hair
And wear you buckle shoes

And all that jazz
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