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!
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!
Quando eu crescer, eu vou fazer um spaccato assim... (e será que deu p/adivinhar o filme que a gente foi ver??)
(Fonte gentilmente cedida pela Teri)
(Fonte gentilmente cedida pela Teri)
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