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What good is sitting all alone in your room?
Come on and hear our big band play
Life is a cabaret, old chum
We love our cabaret
Put down your knitting, your book and your broom
Hey, it's time for a holiday
Hey, life, life's a cabaret, old chum
We love our cabaret
Come taste the wine
Come hear our band
We'll blow our horns
We're celebrating
Right this way, your table's waiting
No use of being that old prophet of gloom
We gotta wipe, wipe, wipe, wipe it away
Life is a cabaret, old chum
We love our cabaret
Come taste the wine
Hear a swingin' band
We'll blow those horns
We're celebrating
Right this way, your table's waiting
No use of being that old prophet of gloom
We're gonna wipe, wipe, wipe, wipe it away
Hey, life is a cabaret, old chum
Only a cabaret, old chum
And we love our cabaret
We love our cabaret





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