Тексты песни «All That Jazz»
Alanis Morissette - All That Jazz
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 is hot...
Breathe - All That Jazz
In the corner of a bar a fat man sweats with a fistful of dirty dollars Well, he pushed so far when he tried to bet like Newman in the Hustler There's a baby blonde with cool blue eyes she wants to be Monroe For fame...
Catherine Zeta Jones - All That Jazz
come on babe, why dont 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...
Chicago - All That Jazz
Announcer: 5,6,7,8 [Velma Kelly] 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...
Chicago The Musical - All That Jazz
[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...
Echo & The Bunnymen - All That Jazz
Where the hell have you been We've been waiting with our best suits on Hair slicked back and all that jazz Rolling down the union jack See you at the barricades babe See you when the lights go low, joe Hear you when the...
Echo And The Bunnymen - All That Jazz
Where the hell have you been We've been waiting with our best suits on Hair slicked back and all that jazz Rolling down the Union Jack See you at the barricades, babe See you when the lights go low, Joe Hear you...
Linkin Park - All That Jazz
verse 1 i still cant find,the colour of your eyez as if you were blind,too early for goodbyes i'd stick with you,through world war 3 i'd write to you,to see how you've been pre chorus would it mean anything if i cried...
Liza Minnelli - All That Jazz
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...