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... Jazz

Pianoman
Skidoo!
Velma
And all that jazz
Company
Hotcha!
Whoopee!

Velma
And all that jazz
Company
Ha! ... Ha! ... Ha!
Velma
Is just a a noisy hall
Where there's a nightly braw
And all... That... Jazz

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?

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
Oh, 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
All
For all... That
Velma (company
All... That... Jazz

Come on, babe
Why don't we paint oh, you're gonna see
The town? Your sheba
And all that jazz shimmy shake
And all that jazz


I'm gonna
Rouge my knees oh
And roll my she's gonna shimmy
Stockings down 'till her garters
And all that jazz break
And all that jazz

Start the car
I know a whoopee spot show her where to
Where the gin is cold park her girdle
But the piano's hot oh, her mother's blood'd
It's just a noisy hall curdle
Where there's a nightly brawl if she'd hear her baby's queer
And all... That... For all... That...)
No, I'm no one's wife
But, oh, I love my life
And all... That... jazz!
That jazz!