And All That Jazz Songtext

she was the last tender heartattack. a lipstick autograph. never had a chance.

we spoke in tongues when we were young, kids just having fun at the top of our lungs.

arsenic with a twist. she's a saint like no other. and you know i'll explode as they fade, before they fade away.

faster than you can disguise your slight of hand.

distant and quick, hits like a kiss until your fever sinks. hark, the herald angels sing.