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Lyrics what good is sitting alone In you 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 Come hear the music play 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 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 you 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 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 Only a cabarert, old chum And I love a cabaret Here you here! good luck

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Liza Pulman & National Symphony Orchestra conducted by John Owen Edwards
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