a nightly brawl And all... that... jazz Skidoo And all that jazz Hotcha...Whoopee And all that jazz Slick your hair, and wear your buckle shoes And all that jazz I hear that
like nicknames I like to play games One of them's Batman That's where it's at man Look at your t-shirt I see you're all wet now I'll give you a bath If
shake) And all that jazz, and all that jazz Right up here is where I store the juice (Oh I'm gonna shimmy till my garters break) And all that jazz, and all that jazz
vin j'sens plus la vase Et all that jazz Et et et all that jazz Wo-o-o-all that jazz Wo-all that jazz Wo-o-all that jazz
informal and a formal debate But it's important you remember, though What you reap is what you sew Talkin' all that jazz Talkin' all that jazz Talkin' all that jazz
Dippin through curves as I come around the bend Feedin you the floor, without Johnny Gill and get you all messy like your drink when it spill I got that
you surprised, that it's me? I wanna make you mine I'm kissin on you tryin to make it different every time (that's right) I'm so lonely in my bedroom
me in my heart to hear that nigga snitched on Pat, how he go out like that? Rumors in the hood was ?? was snitchin I ain't believe that, pa, he helped
: What if all the songs wasn't vain And the dreams that I had never came and I had lost all the blessings I had gained? Woke up in a world that was built
give em the oil them nigga show me they warriors All ova we victorious takin ova ya territory Notorious and devil-alition and we know a level All you
' That you could be feelin' A whole lot better than you feel today You say you got a problem Well, that's no problem It's super easy not to feel that
's midnight in Manhattan, this is no time to get cute, it's a mad dog's promenade, So walk tall, or baby don't walk at all. Fish lady, fish lady, fish
to show you never can tell They had a Hi-Fi phono And boy did they let it blast Seven hundred little records All rock rhythm and jazz But when the sun
basics To where it all began I'm ready now to face it I wanna understand What made the soul singers And the blues figures That inspired a higher generation
to show you never can tell They had a hi-fi phono, boy did they let it blast Seven hundred little records, all blues, rock, rhythm, and jazz But when
ve got no kick againt modern jazz, Unless they try to play it too darn fast; And change the beauty of the melody, Until they sounded like a symphony, That's why I go for that
goes to show you never can tell They had a hi-fi phono, boy, did they let it blast Seven hundred little records, all rock, rhythm and jazz But when the
floatin on chrome Chokin' on that home-grown They got that southern cookin' They got them fellas lookin' Thinkin' I was easy I can see it That's when