All That Jazz

All That Jazz - Lene Alexandra

Lyrics by：Fred Ebb

Composed by：John Kander

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

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 you're gonna see your Sheba shimmy shake

And all that jazz

Oh I'm gonna shimmy

'Till her garters break

And all that jazz

Show me where to park her girdle

Oh my mother's blood'll curdle

If she'd hear her baby's queer

For all that jazz

Oh you're gonna see your Sheba shimmy shake

And all that jazz

Oh I'm gonna shimmy

'Till her garters break

And all that jazz

Come on and we're gonna brush the sky

I betcha lucky lindy never flew so high

'Cause in the stratosphere

How could he lend an ear

To do that jazz

No I'm no one's wife but

Oh I love my life

And all

That

Jazz