Luyện nghe bài hát For No One

Come on babe, why don't we paint the town, and all Jazz
I'm gonna rouge my knees and my stockin's down
And all Jazz
the car, I know a whoopee spot
Where the gin is but the piano's hot
It's a noisy hall, where there's a nightly brawl
And all - a-that -

Slick your hair and wear your buckle shoes, and all that
I hear that Father Dip is gonna the blues, and all that jazz
Hold on hon, gonna bunny-hug
I bought some aspirin down at United
In case we shake apart and want a brand new
To do - a-that -

Oh, you're gonna see sheba shimmy-shake, and all that jazz
Oh, I'm gonna till my garters break, and all that jazz
Show me where to my girdle, oh, my mother's blood'd curdle
If she'd hear her queer
For all - that -

the flask we're playin' fast and loose
(Oh, gonna see a shiver-shimmy-shake)
And all jazz, and all that jazz
up here is where I store the juice
(Oh I'm gonna till my garters break)
And all that jazz, and all that
Come on we're gonna brush the sky
(Show me to park my girdle)
I bet you lucky Lindy never flew so
(Oh, my blood'd girdle)
'Cause in the stratosphere, how he lend an ear
(If she'd hear her queer)
To all that

No I'm wife, but oh I love my life
And all... that... Ja-yazz..., Jazz