[VELMA]
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, gim is cold
But the piano's hot
It's just a noisy hall
Where there's a nightly brawl
And all
That
Jazz
[COMPANY]
Skidoo!
[VELMA]
And all that Jazz
[COMPANY]
Hotcha!
Whoopee!
[VELMA]
And all that Jazz
[COMPANY]
Ha! Ha! Ha!
[VELMA]
So lick 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...
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