Judy Garland - Chicago lyrics

I got the surprise, the surprise of my life I had to stop and stare I saw man dancing with his own wife And you'll never guess where... Chicago, Chicago--that toddlin' town, that toddlin' town Chicago, Chicago--I'll show you around--I love it Betcha bottom dollar you'll lose your blues In Chicago, Chicago The town that Billy Sunday could not shut down On State Street, that great street I just want to stay, I just want to stay They do things they don't do on Broadway, say They have the time, the time of their life I saw a man who danced with his wife In Chicago...Chicago...Chicago, Chicago Free and easy town, bra**y, breezy town Chicago...Chicago Let me cool my heels right down at Marshall Field Come and walk with Along the lake, to the drake Hollar and whoop, all through the loop Shout how now to Mrs. O'Leary's cow No she-she, life is peachy Chicago...we'll meet at the pump-room Amba**ador East To say the least On shishkabob and breast of squab we will feast and get fleeced Don't tell me sin is rampant and rife Think of that man who danced with his wife In Chicago...Chicago... I'm in a shindy for that wonderful, windy town!