Cabaret Susan Egan

[Verse 1]
What good is sitting alone in your room?
Come hear the music play
Life is a cabaret, old chum
Come to the cabaret

[Verse 2]
Put down the knitting, the book and the broom
Time for a holiday
Life is a cabaret, old chum
Come to the cabaret

[Bridge]
Come taste the wine
Come hear the band
Come blow a horn, start celebrating
Right this way, your table's waiting

[Verse 3]
No use permitting some prophet of doom
To wipe every smile away
Life is a cabaret, old chum
Come to the cabaret

[Interlude]
I used to have a girlfriend known as Elsie
With whom I shared four sordid rooms in Chelsea
She wasn't what you'd call a blushing flower
As a matter of fact, she rented by the hour
The 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 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 turn to me and say: