Leona Bright - All that jazz (from Chikago) | Текст песни

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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!


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