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La letra de la cancion Renee Zellweger Taye Diggs Overture And All That Jazz de Chicago [VELMA] 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 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 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! It s just a noisy hall Where there s a nightly brawl [ALL] And all that jazz [CASELY (spoken)] Listen, your husband ain t home, is he? [VELMA (Spoken)] No, her husband is not at home. Find a flask We re 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 We re 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, you re gonna see your sheba shimmy shake [VELMA] And all that jazz [COMPANY] Oh, she s gonna shimmy till her garters break [VELMA] And all that jazz [COMPANY] Show her where to park her girdle Oh, her mother s blood d curdle If she d hear her baby s queer For all that jazz [VELMA] And All that jazz Come on, babe Why Don t we paint The town? And all that jazz [COMPANY] Oh, you re gonna see Your Sheba Shimmy shake And all that jazz [VELMA] I m gonna Rouge my knees And roll my Stockings down And all that jazz [COMPANY] Oh She s 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 piano s hot It s just a noisy hall Where there s a nightly brawl And all that jazz [COMPANY] Show her where to Park her girdle Oh, her mother s blood d Curdle If she d hear Her baby s queer For all that jazz [ROXIE (Spoken)] So that s it, huh Fred? [CASELY (Spoken)] yeah, I m 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, don t "sweetheart" me, you son-of-a-bitch! [COMPANY] Hotcha! Whoopee! Jazz! [ROXIE (Spoken)] Oh, I gotta pee! [VELMA] No, I m no one s wife But, Oh, I love my life And all that Jazz! [COMPANY] That Jazz!
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