Cabaretnuriaot3 lyrics

What good is sitting alone
In your 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.
It`s 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.

What good`s permitting
Some prophet of doom
To wipe every smile away.
Come hear the music play.
Life is a Cabaret, old chum,
So Come to the Cabaret!

I used to have a girlfriend
Known as Elsie,
With whom I shared
A four sordid rooms in Chelsea
She wasn`t what 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
all alone in you room?
Come hear the music play.
Life is a Cabaret, old chum,
Come to the Cabaret.

And as for me,
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
It isn`t that a long a stay.
Life is a Cabaret, old chum,
It`s only a Cabaret, old chum
And I love a Cabaret.
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