Chicago


I got the surprise, the surprise of my life
I had to stop and stare
I saw a man dancing with his own wife
And you will never guess where

JUDY: (spoken) Where? Where?
(Audience) Chicago!
JUDY: (spoken) Right!

Chicago, Chicago
That toddlin' town, that toddlin' town
Chicago, Chicago
I'll show you around

I love it
Bet your bottom dollar you'll lose the blues
In Chicago, Chicago
The town that Billy Sunday could not shut down

On State Street, that great street
I just wanna stay, I just wanna stay
They do things they don't do on Broadway
Say, they have, they have the time of their life
I saw a man who danced with his wife
In Chicago, Chicago

Chicago, Chicago
Free and easy town
Brassy, breezy town
Chicago, Chicago
Let me cool my heels right down at Marshall Field

Bet your bottom dollar you lose the blues in Chicago
All through the loop, boys!
Shout "how now" to Mrs. O'Leary's cow
No she-she, life is peachy

Chicago, we'll meet at the Pump Room
Ambassador East; on shish kebob
And dressed up suave, we will feast
And get fleeced

They tell me sin is rampant and rife
I mean, just think of that man who danced with his wife
In Chicago, Chicago
I'm in a shindig
In this wonderful windy town

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LIZA: (spoken) What're you gonna sing?
JUDY: (spoken) Where is she going? ...Okay. You sound like train callers! Chicago! Detroit! I only sing town songs. I've had enough trouble doing these new lyrics, I wanna linger over my old ones for a minute.


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