all that jazz

in the corner of a bar a fat man sweats with a fistful of dirty dollars, well, he pushed so far when he tried to bet like newman in the hustler, there's a baby blonde with cool blue eyes she wants to be monroe, for fame she longs that shinning prize to be a star of a movie show, all that jazz, that hollywood jazz, keeps them moving on, all that jazz, that hollywood jazz, by a pinbal machine a young man runs his fingers through his hair, on the silver screen he's seen james dean's fame he wants to share, there's a chorus girl works noght and day she slaves to learn her trade, she'd give the world, keen down and pay, the be star of a broadway stage, all that jazz, that hollywood jazz, keeps them moving on, all that jazz, that hollywood jazz, they just float around in that tinseltown, ride the breeze that may blow the stardom, famous party night was my smile all right, shake those hands that may guide their fortune, there in the game where the strongest will survive, the weak fall by the wayside, all that jazz, that hollywood jazz, keeps them moving on, keeps them moving on, all that jazz, that hollywood jazz, keeps them moving on, keeps them moving on, all that jazz, that hollywood jazz, keeps them moving on, keeps them moving on