All That Jazz (From "Chicago")
London Music Works & Voxcetera;Zoe Tyler
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London Music Works & Voxcetera;Zoe Tyler
ISRC
GBAJC1000314
Duration
03:18
Sample Start Time
0
Key
aMajor
BPM
122
Tempo
Medium
Lyrics
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, hun
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
Skit two!
And all that Jazz
Hotshot!
Whoopee!
And all that Jazz
Ha! Ha! Ha!
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 Lindy
Never flew so high
'Cause in the stratosphere
How could he lend an ear
To all that Jazz?
Oh, you're gonna see your 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
And If she hears her baby squeal
It's For all that jazz
And all that jazz
And all that jazz
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
No, I'm no one's wife
But, oh, I love my life
And all that Jazz!
That Jazz!
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, hun
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
Skit two!
And all that Jazz
Hotshot!
Whoopee!
And all that Jazz
Ha! Ha! Ha!
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 Lindy
Never flew so high
'Cause in the stratosphere
How could he lend an ear
To all that Jazz?
Oh, you're gonna see your 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
And If she hears her baby squeal
It's For all that jazz
And all that jazz
And all that jazz
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
No, I'm no one's wife
But, oh, I love my life
And all that Jazz!
That Jazz!
Owner Name / Ownership %
Silva Screen Records / 100.00%
Title
Song Code
ISWC
Year Composed
Writers
Publishers
Title
All That Jazz (From "Chicago")
Copyright Date
2010-01-01
WritersFred Ebb; John Kander
Original PublishersWarner/Chappell Music (E)
Administered By
| Name | Role | |
|---|---|---|
| London Music Works | Main Artist | |
| Voxcetera;Zoe Tyler | Main Artist |
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