Cabaret Lyrics

What good is sitting alone in your room?
Come hear the music play
Life is a cabaret, old chum
Come to the cabaretPut down the knitting, the book and the broom
It's time for a holiday
Life is a cabaret, old chum
Come to the cabaretCome taste the wine, come hear the band
Come blow that horn, start celebrating
Right this way
Your table's waitingNo use permitting some prophet of doom
To wipe every smile away
Life is a cabaret, old chum
Come to the cabaretI used to have a girlfriend known as Elsie
With whom I shared four sordid rooms in Chelsea
She wasn't what you call a blushing flower
As a matter of fact she rented by the hourThe day she died the neighbors came to snicker
Well that's what comes of too much pills and liquor
But when I saw her laid up like a queen

She was the happiest corpse I'd ever seenAnd as for me
As for me
I made my mind up back in Chelsea
When I go I'm going like ElsieStart by admitting from cradle to tomb
Ain't such a long, long stay
Life is a cabaret, old chum
Come to the cabaretWhat good is sitting alone in your room?
Come hear the music play
Life is a cabaret, old chum
Come to the cabaretLife is a cabaret, old chum
Come to the caba, call me a caba, I love a cabaret!!!