Chicago Musical: All That Jazz & Funny Honey – Songtexte

All That Jazz – Chicago Musical

Velma Kelly & Company

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.

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.

Skidoo! And all that jazz.
Hotcha! Whoopee! And all that jazz.
It's just a noisy hall where there's a nightly brawl,
And all that jazz.
Find a flask, we're playing fast and loose,
And all that jazz.
Right here is where I store the juice,
And all that jazz.

Come on, babe, we're gonna brush the sky.
I bet you Lucky Lindy never flew so high,
'Cause in the stratosphere, how could he get an ear
To all that jazz?

Oh, you're gonna see her shimmy shake,
And all that jazz.
She's gonna shimmy 'til her garters break,
And all that jazz.
Show her where to park her girdle,
Oh, her mother's blood'd curdle
If she heard her baby's queer for all that jazz!

Funny Honey – Chicago Musical

Roxie Hart

Sometimes I'm right, sometimes I'm wrong.
But he don't care, he'll string along.
He loves me so, that funny honey of mine!

Sometimes I'm down, sometimes I'm up.
But he follows 'round like some droopy-eyed pup.
He loves me so, that funny honey of mine!

He's no sheik, he's no great physique.
Lord knows he ain't got the smarts.
Oh, but look at that soul! I tell you that whole
Is a whole lot bigger than the sum of its parts.
And if you knew him like me, I know you'd agree.

What if the world slandered my name?
Of course he'd be right under the blame.
He loves me so, and it all suits me fine,
That funny, sunny, honey husband of mine!

Amos Hart – Monolog

A man's got the right to protect his home and his loved ones, ain't that right?

She had him covered with a sheet and she's telling me this cock and bull story about this burglar, and I gotta say, 'cause I did it, I was sure to get off. Burglar, huh!

(Amos's thoughts)
Now, he shot his trap. And I believed her! That cheap tramp. So, she, I can't stand that sap, was two-timing me, huh?

Well, she can swing for all I care! Look at him go, boy! I'm down in the garage, rattin' on me, working my butt off fourteen hours a day with just one more brain, and she's up there... what a whirlwind, she'd be munchin' on goddamn bon-bons and jazzing. This time she pushed me too far. If they string me up, I'll know who brought the twine. What a sap I was! That scummy, lousy, dummy husband of mine!