Artist：louis armstrong Songs Title：cabaret 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 ch

Artist：louis armstrong Songs Title：cabaret 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 tables 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 wasnt waht youd call A blushing flower... As a matter of fact She rented by the hour. The day she died the neighbors Came to snicker: Well, thats what comes From too much pills and liquor. But when I saw her laid out like a queen, She was the happiest... corpse... Id ever seen. I think of elsie to this very day. I remember how shed 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, Im going like elsie. Start by admitting, From cradle to tomb Isnt 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 Maria