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Come on babe why dont we paint the town And all that jazz Im 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 dipp is gonna blow the blues And all that jazz Hold on hon' were 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-Jazz Find a glass were playing fast and loose And all that jazz Right up here is where I store the juice And all that jazz Come on babe were gonna brush the sky I bet your lucky Lindy Never flew so high Cause in the stratosphere SongtexteHow could he lend an ear To all that jazz?Oh you´re gonna see you sheba,ship the 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 mothers blood curdle (If she´d hear her babys queer) For all, that, jazz! No, I´m no ones wife But-oh I love my life And all that jazz!! That jazz! Aus Songtexte Mania