All That Jazz (Glee Cast Version) [feat. Kate Hudson]

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

Skidoo!
And all that Jazz
Hotcha! Whoopee!
And all that jazz

Ha!
Ha!
Ha!

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
In case you shake apart and want a brand new start
To do that Jazz!

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 bet you Lucky Lind, you never flew so high
'Cause in the stratosphere
How could he lend an ear
To all that Jazz?

Oh, you're gonna see her sheba shimmy shake
And all that jazz
Oh, she's gonna shimmy 'til 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

All that Jazz

Come on babe why don't we paint the town? (Oh, you're gonna see her sheba shimmy shake)
And all that Jazz (and all that Jazz)
I'm gonna rouge my knees and roll my stockings down (oh, she's gonna shimmy 'til her garters break)
And all that jazz (and all that Jazz)
Start the car I know a whoopee spot (show her where to park her girdle)
Where the gin is cold but the piano's hot (oh, her mother's blood'd curdle)
It's just a noisy hall, where there's a nightly brawl (if she'd hear her baby's queer)
And all that
Jazz

No, I'm no one's wife
But, oh, I love my life
And all that
Jazz!
That Jazz!



Credits
Writer(s): John Kander, Fred Ebb
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