De la luz hacia lo obscuro, magia veneno.
De lo obscuro hacia la luz, todo nuevo.
Respirarse, enborrachar, morir y seguir viviendo..

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