Cassandra:
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
NYADA Students:
Skidoo!
Cassandra:
And all that Jazz
NYADA Students:
Hotcha! Whoopee!
Cassandra:
And all that jazz
NYADA Students:
Ha!
Ha!
Ha!
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
No, I'm no one's wife
But, Oh, I love my life
And all that Jazz!
That Jazz!
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