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.
Where
the gin is cold but the piano's hot.
It's just a noisy heart that is nightly brought to all
that jazz.
Slick your hair and wear your barcode shoes.
And all that jazz,
I hear the fire,
the dip,
it's gonna blow the blues.
And all that jazz,
hold on, hold, we're gonna bunny hop.
I bought some aspirin,
got a United drug.
And a brand new start to do all that jazz.
Oh, you're gonna see a shimmy shimmy shake.
And all that jazz.
Oh, I'm gonna shimmy till my gathers break.
And all that jazz.
Rest all my juice in all that jazz.
Come on babe, we're gonna brush the sky.
I bet your life can't live to never feel so high.
All that jazz.
