And now, Meine Damen und Herren, Mesdames et Messiieurs
Ladies and gentlemen, the Kit Kat Club is so happy
To welcome back an old friend
I give you, the toast of Mayfair, Fräulein Sally Bowles
What good is sitting, alone in your 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 table's waiting
No use permitting some prophet of doom
To wipe every smile away?
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 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 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 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, 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 tomb
Isn't that long a stay
Life is a cabaret, old chum
Only a cabaret, old chum
And I love a cabaret
