Cabaret

Cabaret - Judi Dench

What good is sittin' alone in your room

Come hear the music play

Life is a cabaret old chum

Come to the cabaret

Put down that knittin' the book and the broom

Time for a holiday

Life is a cabaret old chum

Come to the cabaret

Come taste the wine come hear that band

Come blow your holds hand celebratin'

Right this way your table's waitin'

No use permittin' some prophet of doom

To wipe every smile away

Life is a cabaret old chum

Come to the cabare

I used to have a girlfriend known as Elsie

With whom I shared

Four sordid rooms in Chelsea

She wasn't what you'd call a blushing flower

As a matter of fact she rented by the hour

The day she died the neighbors came to snick her

Well that is what comes from too much pills and liquor

But when I saw her laid out like a queen

She was the happiest corpse I'd ever seen

I think of Elsie to this very day

I remember how she'd turned to me and say

What good is sitting

All alone in your room

Come hear the music play

Life is a cabaret old chum

Come to the cabaret

Put down that knittin' the book and the broom

Time for a holiday

Life is a cabaret old chum

Come to the cabaret

But as for me

As for me

I made my mind up back in Chelsea

When I go I'm going like Elsie

Start by admitting

From cradle to tomb

Isn't that long a stay

Life is a cabaret old chum

Only a cabaret old chum

And I love a cabaret