Cabaret (Liza Minnelli)

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. 
It‘s 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. 

What good‘s permitting 
Some prophet of doom 
To wipe every smile away. 
Life is a Cabaret, old chum, 
So Come to the Cabaret! 

I used to have a girlfriend 
Known as Elsie, 
With whom I shared 
A 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 
From too much pills and liquor." 
But when I saw her laid out like a Queen, 
She was the happiest... corpse... 
I‘d ever seen. 

I think of Elsie to this very day. 
I remember how she‘d turn to me and say: 
What good is sitting 
all alone in you room? 
Come hear the music play. 
Life is a Cabaret, old chum, 
Come to the Cabaret. 

And as for me, 
And 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 
It isn‘t that long a stay. 
Life is a Cabaret, old chum, 
It‘s only a Cabarert, old chum 
And I love a Cabaret.

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