Catherine Zeta-Jones, Renee Zellweger, Taye Diggs - Overture And All That Jazz — Soundtrack

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!