All That Jazz (From "Chicago")

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 your buckled shoes, and all that jazz

I hear that Father Dip is gonna blow the blues and all that jazz

Hold on, hun, 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 her, she's a shimmy shake

Oh, and all that jazz

Oh, she's gonna shimmy till her garters break

Oh, 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

Find a flask, we're playin' fast and loose, and all that jazz

Oh, you're gonna see her, she's a shimmy shake and all that jazz

Oh, right up here is where I store the juice and all that jazz

Oh, she's gonna shimmy till her garters break and all that jazz

Oh, come on, babe, we're gonna brush the sky

Show her where to park her girdle, oh, her mother's blood'd curdle

I bet you Lucky Lindy never flew so high

'Cause in the stratosphere, how could he lend an ear to all that jazz?

If she'd hears her baby's queer

So, that's final, huh, Fred?

Yeah, I'm afraid so, kiddo

Oh, Fred, nobody walks out on me (Yeah?)

No, I'm no one's wife, but, oh, I love my life and all that jazz

Ooh, that jazz