Letra de Cabaret
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 Time for a holiday Life is a cabaret, old chum Come to the cabaretCome taste the wine Come hear the band Come blow your 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 So come to the cabaretI used to have this girlfriend Known as Elsie With whom I shared four Sordid rooms in Chelsea She wasn't what you'd call A blushing flowerAs a matter of fact She rented by the hour The day she died The neighbors came to snicker "Well, that's what comes from Too much pills and liquor"But when I saw her laid out like a queen She was the happiest corpse I'd ever seen I think of Elsie to this very day I remember how she'd turned to me and say "What good is sitting alone in your room?"Come hear the music play Life is a cabaret, old chum Come to the cabaretAnd as for me, as for me I made my mind up back in Chelsea When I go I'm going like Elsie Start by admitting from cradle to tombIsn't that long a stay? Life is a cabaret, old chum It's only a cabaret, old chum And I love the cabaret