Cabaret
The Kit Kat Club is proud to welcome an old friend
I give you, and don't you forget to bring
Her back once you have finished with her
The Toast of Mayfair
Fraulein Sally Bowles
What good is sitting alone in your room?
Come hear the music play
Life is a cabaret, old chum
Come to the cabaret
Put down the knitting
The book and the broom
Time for a holiday
Life is a cabaret, old chum
Come to the cabaret
Come taste the wine
Come hear the band
Come blow your horn
Start celebrating
Right this way your table's waiting
No use permitting some prophet of doom
To wipe every smile away
Life is a cabaret, old chum
Come to the cabaret!
I used to have a girlfriend known as Elsie
With whom I shared four sordid rooms in Chelsea
She wasn't what you'd called a blushing flower
As a matter of fact, she rented by the hour
The day she died the neighbours came to snicker
"Well that's what comes of too much pills and liquor"
But when I saw her laid out like a queen
She was the happiest corpse I'd ever seen
I think of Elsie to this very day
I remember how she'd turned to me and say
"What good is sitting alone in your room
Come hear the music play
Life is a cabaret, old chum
Come to the cabaret"
Put down the knitting
The book and the broom
It's time for a holiday
Life is a cabaret, old chum
Come to the cabaret
And as for me
And as for me
I made my mind up back in Chelsea
When I go
I'm going like Elsie
Start by admitting
From cradle to tomb
It isn't that long a stay
Life is a cabaret, old chum
It's only a cabaret, old chum
And I love a cabaret!
I give you, and don't you forget to bring
Her back once you have finished with her
The Toast of Mayfair
Fraulein Sally Bowles
What good is sitting alone in your room?
Come hear the music play
Life is a cabaret, old chum
Come to the cabaret
Put down the knitting
The book and the broom
Time for a holiday
Life is a cabaret, old chum
Come to the cabaret
Come taste the wine
Come hear the band
Come blow your horn
Start celebrating
Right this way your table's waiting
No use permitting some prophet of doom
To wipe every smile away
Life is a cabaret, old chum
Come to the cabaret!
I used to have a girlfriend known as Elsie
With whom I shared four sordid rooms in Chelsea
She wasn't what you'd called a blushing flower
As a matter of fact, she rented by the hour
The day she died the neighbours came to snicker
"Well that's what comes of too much pills and liquor"
But when I saw her laid out like a queen
She was the happiest corpse I'd ever seen
I think of Elsie to this very day
I remember how she'd turned to me and say
"What good is sitting alone in your room
Come hear the music play
Life is a cabaret, old chum
Come to the cabaret"
Put down the knitting
The book and the broom
It's time for a holiday
Life is a cabaret, old chum
Come to the cabaret
And as for me
And as for me
I made my mind up back in Chelsea
When I go
I'm going like Elsie
Start by admitting
From cradle to tomb
It isn't that long a stay
Life is a cabaret, old chum
It's only a cabaret, old chum
And I love a cabaret!
Credits
Writer(s): Fred Ebb, John Kander
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