Cabaret

Song	Cabaret
Artist	Louis Armstrong
Artist	The Allstars
Album	The Very Best Of Louis Armstrong

	作词 : Ebb, Kander
	Artist/Band
	Lisa Minelli
	Song title
	Cabaret Album
	Cabaret Submitted by
	Merely Lyrics
	What good is sitting alone
	In you room?
	Come hear the music play.
	Life is a
	Cabaret, old chum,
	Come to the
	Cabaret. Put down the knitting,
	The book and the broom.
	Time for a holiday.
	Life is a
	Cabaret, old chum,
	Come to the
	Cabaret. Come taste the wine,
	COme hear the band.
	Come blow a horn,
	Start celebrating;
	Right this way,
	Your table's waiting.
	No use permitting
	Some prophet of doom
	To wipe every smile away.
	Come hear the music play.
	Life is a
	Cabaret, old chum,
	Come to the
	Cabaret! I used to have a girlfriend
	Known as Elsie,
	With whom
	I shared Four sordid rooms in
	Chelsea She wasn't waht you'd call
	A blushing flower...
	As a matter of fact
	She rented by the hour.
	The day she died the neighbors
	Came to snicker: "Well, that's what comes From too much pills and liquor."
	But when I saw her laid out like a
	Queen, She was the happiest... corpse...
	I'd ever seen.
	I think of
	Elsie to this very day.
	I remember how she'd turn to me and say: "What good is sitting alone In you room? Come hear the music play. Life is a Cabaret, old chum, Come to the Cabaret. Put down the knitting, The book and the broom. Time for a holiday. Life is a Cabaret, old chum, Come to the Cabaret."
	And as for me,
	I made my mind up, back in
	Chelsea, When
	I go, I'm going like
	Elsie. Start by admitting,
	From cradle to tomb
	Isn't that a long a stay.
	Life is a
	Cabaret, old chum,
	Only a Cabarert, old chum
	And I love a
	Cabaret. here you here! good luck maria

	zuò cí : Ebb, Kander
	Artist Band
	Lisa Minelli
	Song title
	Cabaret Album
	Cabaret Submitted by
	Merely Lyrics
	What good is sitting alone
	In you room?
	Come hear the music play.
	Life is a
	Cabaret, old chum,
	Come to the
	Cabaret. Put down the knitting,
	The book and the broom.
	Time for a holiday.
	Life is a
	Cabaret, old chum,
	Come to the
	Cabaret. Come taste the wine,
	COme hear the band.
	Come blow a horn,
	Start celebrating
	Right this way,
	Your table' s waiting.
	No use permitting
	Some prophet of doom
	To wipe every smile away.
	Come hear the music play.
	Life is a
	Cabaret, old chum,
	Come to the
	Cabaret! I used to have a girlfriend
	Known as Elsie,
	With whom
	I shared Four sordid rooms in
	Chelsea She wasn' t waht you' d call
	A blushing flower...
	As a matter of fact
	She rented by the hour.
	The day she died the neighbors
	Came to snicker: " Well, that' s what comes From too much pills and liquor."
	But when I saw her laid out like a
	Queen, She was the happiest... corpse...
	I' d ever seen.
	I think of
	Elsie to this very day.
	I remember how she' d turn to me and say: " What good is sitting alone In you room? Come hear the music play. Life is a Cabaret, old chum, Come to the Cabaret. Put down the knitting, The book and the broom. Time for a holiday. Life is a Cabaret, old chum, Come to the Cabaret."
	And as for me,
	I made my mind up, back in
	Chelsea, When
	I go, I' m going like
	Elsie. Start by admitting,
	From cradle to tomb
	Isn' t that a long a stay.
	Life is a
	Cabaret, old chum,
	Only a Cabarert, old chum
	And I love a
	Cabaret. here you here! good luck maria