y todo aquello era jazz

No lo pensé cuando lo puse, lo hago ahora, pero no pudo ocurrírseme mejor tema para acompañar lo que allí estaba sucediendo.

A Bob lo tengo en mis altares. De la dupla no digo nada. Y Liza es sencillamente perfecta en su correlación fondo forma.
Come on babe, why don't we paint the town
And all that jazz
I'm gonna rouge my knees and roll my stockin's 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 a 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, we're gonna bunny-hug
I bought some aspirin down at United Drug
In case we shake apart and want a brand new start
To do a that jazz

Oh, you're gonna see your Sheba, shimmy shake
And all that jazz
Oh, I'm gonna shimmy till my garters break
And all that jazz

Show me where to park my girdle
Oh, my mother's blood'd curdle
If she'd hear her baby's queer
For all that jazz

Find the flask we're playin' fast and loose
(Oh, you're gonna see a shiver shimmy shake)
And all that jazz and all that jazz
Right up here is where I store the juice
(Oh I'm gonna shimmy till my garters break)
And all that jazz and all that jazz

Come on babe we're gonna brush the sky
(Show me where to park my girdle)
I bet you lucky Lindy never flew so high
(Oh, my mother's blood'd girdle)
'Cause in the stratosphere, how could he lend an ear
(If she'd hear her baby's queer)
To all that jazz

No I'm no one's wife, but oh, I love my life
And all that jazz, that jazz

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