Текст песни Мюзикл Чикаго - весь этот джаз

Velma:
Hey come on
Capture the city
And all that jazz

I will lower my stockings
To the knees
And all that jazz

All over me,
There’s one tavern here,
And where's the hot twist
And where is the cold gin.
There is forever noise and din
And fights at night
And all that jazz

Bangs to the side
And legs in a fashionable shoe
And all that jazz

I hear the pianist
Will tighten the blues now
And all that jazz

Everything around
Let it burn with fire
I took an aspirin
At the pharmacy around the corner.
Here the head will pass
and we will pour again
And all that jazz

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

There is forever noise and din
And fights at night
And all that jazz

Fred:
Listen, is your husband definitely not at home?

Velma:
No, her husband is definitely not at home!

Give me a glass, I'll take a sip

And all that jazz
In this I see life's juice
And all that jazz
Hey, let's show everyone a class
And we will fly away to heaven now!
So high no one
Did not reach us
And all that jazz

Oh, dancing shimmy, sparing no legs
And all that jazz
Oh, as long as the garter for the stockings is intact
And all that jazz
And don't open your arms
Oh her mom is sleeping
she know that daughter is drunk
And all that jazz

Fred:
Hey baby come to me!

Velma:
All that jazz

Hey come on
Capture the city
And all that jazz

I will lower my stockings
To the knees
And all that jazz

All over me,
There is one tavern there,
And where's the hot twist
And where is the cold gin.
There is forever noise and din
And fights at night
And all that ..

All:
Oh, dancing shimmy, sparing no legs
And all that jazz
Oh, as long as the garter for the stockings is intact
And all that jazz
And don't open your arms
Oh her mom is sleeping
Know she that daughter is drunk
And all that jazz