All That Jazz – clean, simplified

Come on, babe,
why don’t we paint the town…
and all that jazz?

I’m gonna play the keys
until the sun goes down…
and all that jazz.

Start the car,
I know a lively spot,
where the tea is cold
but the piano’s hot.
It’s just a noisy hall
where there’s a nightly ball
and all…
that…
jazz.

And all that jazz.

And all that jazz.

Slick your hair
and wear your buckle shoes…
    and all that jazz.

I hear the trio’s hip –
they’re gonna sing the blues…
    and all that jazz.

Hold on, hun,
we’re gonna cut a rug,
I bought a violin
to lead the music club.

In case you shake apart
and want a brand-new start
to do…

that….

jazz!

Find a mask –
we’re playin’ fast and loose…

and all that jazz.

Right up here
I’ve got some apple juice…

and all that jazz.

Come on    babe,
we’re gonna brush the sky,
I bet you lucky Lin   -dy
never flew so    high.
Cuz in the stratosphere
how could he lend an ear,
to all…

that…

jazz.

    Oh, you’re gonna see her sheba shimmy shake…

and all that jazz.

    Oh, she’s gonna shimmy till their hearts all break…

and all that jazz.

    Show her where she hid her journal,

    oh, her mother’s blood’ll curdle.

(If she’d hear

all those who cheer)

for all…

that…

jazz.

Come on, babe,
why don’t we paint the town…
and all that jazz?

I’m gonna play the keys
until the sun goes down…
and all that jazz.

Start the car,
I know a lively spot,
where the tea is cold
but the piano’s hot.
It’s just a noisy hall
where there’s a nightly ball
and all…
that…
(jazz.)

    No, I’m no one’s wife but,
    oh, I love my life
and all…

that…

jazz!

    (that jazz!)