Cabaret

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 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 I used to have a girlfriend Known as Elsie With whom I shared 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 With too much pills and liquor." But when I saw her laid out like a Queen She was the happiest corpse I'd ever seen And as for me 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 Ain't such a long, long stay Life is a Cabaret, old chum Come to the Cabaret What good is sitting alone In your room? Come hear the music play Life is a Cabaret, old chum Come to the Cabaret Life is a Cabaret, old chum Come to the Cabaret I love the Cabaret