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 justy a noisy hall
Where there´s a nightly brawl
And all that jazz
All that jazz
Come on, babe
Why Don´t we paint
The town?
And all that jazz
And all that jazz
I´m gonna rouge my knees
And roll my stockings down
And all that jazz
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
No, I´m no one´s wife
But, Oh, I love my life
And all
that
Jazz!
That Jazz!