Chicago All that jazz Lyrics:
[VELMA] 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
I case you shake apart
And want a brand new start
To do that-
[VELMA AND COMPANY] Jazz
[COMPANY] Skidoo!
[VELMA] And all that Jazz
[COMPANY] Hotcha!
Whoopee!
[VELMA] And all that Jazz
[COMPANY] Ha! Ha! Ha!
It's just a noisy hall
Where there's a nightly brawl
[ALL] And all that jazz
[CASELY (spoken)] Listen, your husband ain't home, is he?
[VELMA (Spoken)] No, her husband is not at home.
Find a flask
We're playing fast and loose
[ALL] And all that jazz
[VELMA] Right up here
Is where I store the juice
[ALL] And all that jazz
[VELMA] Come on, babe
We're gonna brush the sky
I bet you luck Lindy
Never flew so high
'Cause in the stratosphere
[ Find more Lyrics on www.mp3lyrics.org/9Zot ]How could he lend an ear
to all that Jazz?
[COMPANY] Oh, you're gonna see your sheba shimmy shake
[VELMA] And all that jazz
[COMPANY] Oh, she's gonna shimmy 'till her garters break
[VELMA] And all that jazz
[COMPANY] 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
[VELMA] And All that jazz
Come on, babe
Why Don't we paint
The town?
And all that jazz
[COMPANY] Oh, you're gonna see
Your
Sheba
Shimmy shake
And all that jazz
[VELMA] I'm gonna
Rouge my knees
And roll my
Stockings down
And all that jazz
[COMPANY] Oh
She's gonna shimmy
'Till her garters
Break
And all that jazz
[VELMA] 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
[COMPANY] 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
[ROXIE (Spoken)] So that's it, huh Fred?
[CASELY (Spoken)] yeah, I'm afraid so, Roxie.
[ROXIE (Spoken)] Oh, Fred...
[GIRLS (Spoken)] Oh, Fred...
[CASELY (Spoken)] Yeah?
[ROXIE (Spoken)] Nobody walks out on me.
[CASELY (Spoken)] Sweetheart-
[ROXIE (Spoken)] Oh, don't "sweetheart" me,
you son-of-a-bitch!
[COMPANY] Hotcha!
Whoopee!
Jazz!
[ROXIE (Spoken)] Oh, I gotta pee!
[VELMA] No, I'm no one's wife
But, Oh, I love my life
And all that Jazz!
[COMPANY] That Jazz!
Lyrics: All that jazz, Chicago [end]