Cabaret Cab Calloway

[Spoken]
A table for two, sir
Right this way

[Singing]
Oh, what good is sitting alone in your room?
Come hear the music play
Life is a cabaret, my chum
Come to the cabaret

Put down the knitting, the book, and the broom
Time for a holiday
Life is a cabaret, old chum
Life is a cabaret

Come taste the wine
Come hear the band
Come blow that horn
Start celebrating right this way
Your table's waiting

Nobody's permitting some prophet of doom
To wipe every smile away
Life is a cabaret, old chum
Only a cabaret, old chum
Come to the cabaret!