All That Jazz [French translation]

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 whoopty 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

And all that jazz...

And all that jazz...

Slick your hair

And wear your buckle shoes

And all that jazz...

I hear that Father Doop

Is gonna blow the blues

And all that jazz...

Hold on hun

We're gonna bunny hug

I bought some asprin

Gun that united drug

Unless you shake apart

I wanna brand new start

To do...that...JAZZ!!

Find a flask

We're playin 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 your lucky limbs

They never flew so high

Cuz in the stratosphere

I'll bet he lend an ear

To all...that...jazz...

Oh You're gonna see

Her shiver 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 gertle

Oh Her mind and blood will curtle

If she hear

Her baby squeal

For all...that...jazz

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 whoopty 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

• Artist:Chicago (Musical)
• Album:Chicago: Music from the Miramax Motion Picture (2002)