[velma]
Come on babe
Why dont we paint the town?
And all that jazz

Im 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 pianos hot

Its just a noisy hall
Where theres 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
Were 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!

Its just a noisy hall
Where theres a nightly brawl

[all]
And all that jazz

[casely (spoken)]
Listen, your husband aint home, is he?

[velma (spoken)]
No, her husband is not at home.

Find a flask
Were 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
Were 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, youre gonna see your sheba shimmy shake

[velma]
And all that jazz

[company]
Oh, shes gonna shimmy till her garters break

[velma]
And all that jazz

[company]
Show her where to park her girdle
Oh, her mothers bloodd curdle
If shed hear her babys queer
For all that jazz

[velma]
And all that jazz
Come on, babe
Why dont we paint
The town?
And all that jazz

[company]
Oh, youre gonna see
Your
Sheba
Shimmy shake
And all that jazz

[velma]
Im gonna
Rouge my knees
And roll my
Stockings down
And all that jazz

[company]
Oh
Shes 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 pianos hot
Its just a noisy hall
Where theres a nightly brawl
And all that jazz

[company]
Show her where to
Park her girdle
Oh, her mothers bloodd
Curdle
If shed hear
Her babys queer
For all that jazz

[roxie (spoken)]
So thats it, huh fred?

[casely (spoken)]
Yeah, Im 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, dont sweetheart me,
You son-of-a-bitch!

[company]
Hotcha!
Whoopee!
Jazz!

[roxie (spoken)]
Oh, I gotta pee!

[velma]
No, Im no ones wife
But, oh, I love my life
And all that jazz!

[company]
That jazz!