Alone in your room? As a matter of fact Come hear the music play She rented by the hour Life is a Cabaret, old chum Come to the Cabaret. The day she died the neighbours Put down the knitting Came to snicker The book and the broom "Well, that's what comes It's time for a holiday From too much pills and liquor" Life is a Cabaret, old chum But when I saw her laid down like a Queen Come to the Cabaret She was the happiest corpse I'd ever seen
Come taste the wine I think of Elsie to this very day
Come hear the band I remember how she'd turn to me and say Come blow your horn "What good is sitting all alone Start celebrating In you room? Right this way Come hear the music play Your table's waiting Life is a Cabaret, old chum Come to the Cabaret" What good's permitting Some prophet of doom And as for me, ah, and as for me To wipe every smile away? I made my mind up back in Chelsea Life is a Cabaret, old chum When I go So come to the Cabaret I'm going like Elsie
I used to have this girlfriend known as Elsie Start by admitting
With whom I shared From cradle to tomb Four sordid rooms in Chelsea It isn't that a long a stay She wasn't what you'd call Life is a Cabaret, old chum It's only a Cabaret, old chum And I love a Cabaret Compuesta por: John Kander