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What good is sitting, alone in your room?But come, hear the music play!Life is a cabaret, old chum!Come to the cabaret!Put down your knitting, your book and your broomIt is time for a holidayLife is a cabaret, old chum!Come to the cabaret!Come taste the wineCome hear the band Come blow that hornStart celebratingRight this way your table´s waitingWhat good´s permitting some prophet of doom?To wipe every smile awayLife is a cabaret , old chum!So come to the cabaret!I used to have this girlfriend known as ElsieWith whom I shared for sordid rooms in ChelseaShe wasn't what you call a blushing flowerAs a matter of fact she rented by the hoursThe day she died the neighborsCame to snicker herWell, that is what comes from Too much pills and liquorBut when I saw her laid down like a queenLetras de cancionesShe was the happiest corpse I´d ever seenI think of Elsie till this very dayI remember how she´d turned to me and sayWhat good is sitting all alone in your room?Come hear the music playLife is a cabaret, old chum!Come to the cabaret!And as for me And as for meI made my mind up back in ChelseaWhen I go I am going like ElsieStar by admittingFrom cradle to doomIt isn't that long a stay Life is a cabaret, old chum!It´s only a cabaret, old chum!And I love a cabaret! From Letras Mania