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. 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 & quot.
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