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

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 you shake apart

And want a brand new start

To do that-

Find a flask

We're playing fast and loose



And all that jazz



Right up here

Is where I store the juice

And all that jazz

Come on, babe

We're gonna brush the sky

I bet you luck Lindy

Never flew so high

Cause in the stratosphere

How could he lend an ear

to all 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's queer

For all that jazz