video1.0Network.huhttp://network.hu/Chicago- And All That Jazz Lyricskustragaborhttp://network.hu/kustragabor<object width="424" height="345"><param name="movie" value="http://dalszoveg.network.hu/flash/videoplayer/video.swf?videoid=650235&pvol=40&plang=hu&host=http://dalszoveg.network.hu" /><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /><embed src="http://dalszoveg.network.hu/flash/videoplayer/video.swf?videoid=650235&pvol=40&plang=hu&host=http://dalszoveg.network.hu" width="424" height="345" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" /></object>424345367ohn Kander - Fred Ebb Chicago And All That Jazz Catherine Zeta-Jones, René Zellweger Chicago Soundtrack - 2002 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 And all that jazz And all that jazz Slick your hair and wear you 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 wanna 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 betcha 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 (If she'd hear her baby queer) For all that jazz All that jazz Come on, babe Why don't we paint the town? And all that jazz (And all that jazz) I'm gonna rouge my knees And roll my stockings down And all that jazz (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 Read more: Chicago The Musical - All That Jazz Lyrics | MetroLyrics http://vds.network.hu/clubvideo/6/5/_/650235_29600_2.jpg8060650235