Liza Minnelli - Cabaret
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Исполнители: Liza Minnelli
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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 your 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 this 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 neighbor's 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 alone in your 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 there isn't that long a stay
Life is a cabaret, old chum.
Only a cabaret old chum,
And I love a cabaret!
Cabaret
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.
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 your 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 this 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 neighbor's 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 alone in your 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 there isn't that long a stay
Life is a cabaret, old chum.
Only a cabaret old chum,
And I love a cabaret!
Cabaret
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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