Musical Cast Recording
앨범 : Chicago, The London...

Come on babe why don't we paint the town
and all that jazz
I'm gonna rouge my knees
and role my stockings down,
and all that jazz
start the car I know a whoopee spot
where the gin is cold but the pianos hot
its just a noisy hall
where theres a nightly brawl
and all that jazz
Slick you hair
And wear you buckle shoes
And all that jazz
I heat 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
In case you shake apart
And want a brand new start
To do that-
Jazz.
Skidoo
And all that jazz
Hot-cha
Whoopee
And all that jazz
Ha! ha! ha!
It's just a noisy hall
Where there's a nightly brawl
And all that-
Jazz
hahahahaha~~
your husband ain't home isn't he?
no her husband is out of home
hahahaha~~
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 betcha lucky lindy
Never flew so high
'cause in the stratosphere
How could he lend an ear
To all that jazz?
Oh, you're gonna see you 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 queer
For all that jazz!
hahahaaha~
And all that jazz
C'mon 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 whopee 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
no, I'm no one's wife
But, oh I love my life
And all that jazz!
That jazz! That jazz!