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,

So 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

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

Isn't that a long a stay.

Life is a Cabaret, old chum,

It's only a Cabaret, old chum

And I love a Cabaret.

Liza Minnelli - Cabaret - lyrics

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