Happy hairy redhead burlesque striptease

Start the car

I know a woofy 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

Let's get down

And all that jazz

Start the car

I'm gonna be

And all that jazz

Slick your hair

And wear your buckle shoes

And all that jazz

I hear that Father Dick

Is gonna blow the blues

And all that jazz

Hold on, hon, we're gonna bunny hug

How 'bout some aspirin

Down that gin-notted drive

In case you shake apart

I'm one of 'em, you start to do

That

Jazz

Find a flask

We're playing fast and loose

And all that jazz

Right up here

Is where I store the juice

And all that jazz

Come on, babe

We're gonna brush the sky

I bet you're lucky, Len

They never flew so high

'Cause in the stratosphere

How could he lend an ear

To all

That

Jazz

Oh, you're gonna see her shiver, shimmy, shake

And all that jazz

Oh, she's gonna shimmy 'til her gutters break

And all that jazz

Oh, her word a Parker girdle

Oh, her mama's little curdle

If she'll hear her baby squeal

For all

That

Jazz

All

That

Jazz

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

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