Макарова Женя - All that jazz | Текст песни

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Come on babe, why don't we paint the town

Аnd all that jazz

I'm gonna rouge my knees

Аnd roll my stockings down

Аnd 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

And all that jazz

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

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

Oh, you're gonna see your sheba 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 mother's blood'd curdle

If she'd hear her baby's screаm

For 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!