Cassandra:
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

NYADA Dance Students:
Skidoo!

Cassandra:
And all that Jazz

NYADA Dance Students:
Hotcha! Whoopee!

Cassandra:
And all that jazz

NYADA Dance Students:
Ha! Ha! Ha!

Rachel:
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
In case you shake apart
And want a brand new start
To do that Jazz!

Cassandra:
Find a flask
We're playing fast and loose
And all that Jazz

Rachel:
Right up here
Is where I store the juice
And all that Jazz

Cassandra:
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?

Rachel:
Oh, you're gonna see your sheba shimmy shake

Rachel with NYADA Dance Students:
And all that jazz

Cassandra:
Oh, she's gonna shimmy 'till her garters break

Cassandra with NYADA Dance Students:
And all that jazz

Rachel:
Show her where to park her girdle
Oh, her mother's blood'd curdle

NYADA Dance Students:
If she'd hear her baby's queer

Cassandra:
For all

Rachel:
That

Rachel and Cassandra:
Jazz
All that Jazz

Cassandra (NYADA Dance Students):
Come on, babe (Oh!)
Why don't we paint the town? (You're gonna see your sheba shimmy shake)
And all that Jazz (And all that Jazz)

Rachel (NYADA Dance Students):
I'm gonna rouge my knees (Oh!)
And roll my stockings down (She's gonna shimmy 'till her garters break)
And all that Jazz (And all that Jazz)

Cassandra (NYADA Dance Students):
Start the car (Show...)
I know a whoopee spot (Her where to park her girdle)
Where the gin is cold (Oh!)
But the piano's hot (Her mother's blood'd curdle)

Rachel (NYADA Dance Students):
It's just a noisy hall (If she'd hear)
Where there's a nightly brawl (Her baby's queer)

Rachel:
And all that

NYADA Dance Students:
Jazz

Cassandra:
No, I'm no one's wife but

Rachel:
Oh, I love my life

Rachel and Cassandra:
And all that Jazz!

Rachel and Cassandra with NYADA Dance Students:
That Jazz!