[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 is cold
But the piano's hot
It's just a noisy hall
Where there's a nightly brawl
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-
[velma and company]
Jazz
[company]
Skidoo!
[velma]
And all that jazz
[company]
Hotcha!
Whoopee!
[velma]
And all that jazz
[company]
Ha! ha! ha!
It's just a noisy hall
Where there's a nightly brawl
[all]
And all that jazz
[casely (spoken)]
Listen, your husband ain't home, is he?
[velma (spoken)]
No, her husband is not at home
Find a flask
We're playing fast and loose
[all]
And all that jazz
[velma]
Right up here
Is where I store the juice
[all]
And all that jazz
[velma]
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?
[company]
Oh, you're gonna see your sheba shimmy shake
[velma]
And all that jazz
[company]
Oh, she's gonna shimmy 'till her garters break
[velma]
And all that jazz
[company]
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
[velma]
And all that jazz
Come on, babe
Why don't we paint
The town?
And all that jazz
[company]
Oh, you're gonna see
Your
Sheba
Shimmy shake
And all that jazz
[velma]
I'm gonna
Rouge my knees
And roll my
Stockings down
And all that jazz
[company]
Oh
She's gonna shimmy
'till her garters
Break
And all that jazz
[velma]
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
[company]
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
[roxie (spoken)]
So that's it, huh fred?
[casely (spoken)]
Yeah, I'm afraid so, roxie
[roxie (spoken)]
Oh, fred
[girls (spoken)]
Oh, fred
[casely (spoken)]
Yeah?
[roxie (spoken)]
Nobody walks out on me
[casely (spoken)]
Sweetheart-
[roxie (spoken)]
Oh, don't "sweetheart" me,
You son-of-a-bitch!
[company]
Hotcha!
Whoopee!
Jazz!
[roxie (spoken)]
Oh, I gotta pee!
[velma]
No, I'm no one's wife
But, oh, I love my life
And all that jazz!
[company]
That jazz!