All That Jazz

Come on babe, why don't we paint the town, and all that Jazz
 I'm gonna rouge my knees and roll my stockin's 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 - a-that - Ja-yazz
 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
 In case we shake apart and want a brand new start
 To do - a-that - Ja-yazz
 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 me where to park my girdle, oh, her mother's blood'd curdle
 If she'd hear her baby's queer
 For all - that - Ja-yazz
 Find the flask we're playin' fast and loose
 (Oh, you're gonna see a shiver-shimmy-shake)
 And all that jazz, and all that jazz
 Right up here is where I store the juice
 (Oh I'm gonna shimmy till my garters break)
 And all that jazz, and all that jazz
 Come on babe we're gonna brush the sky
 (Show me where to park my girdle)
 I bet you lucky Lindy never flew so high
 (Oh, my mother's blood'd girdle)
 'Cause in the stratosphere, how could he lend an ear
 (If she'd hear her baby's queer)
 To all that ja-yazz
 No I'm no-one's wife, but oh I love my life
 And all... that... Ja-yazz..., that Jazz