Judy Garland - Chicago Lyrics

I got the surprise, the surprise of my life
I had to stop and stare
I saw a 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, think of the man
Who danced with his wife in Chicago, Chicago, Chicago, Chicago
Free and easy town, brassy, breezy town, Chicago, Chicago

Let me cool my heels right down at Marshall Fields
Come and walk with me along The Lake, to The Drake
Holler and hoot, all through the loop, shout out now
To Mrs. O'Leary's cow, no she, she, life is peachy

Chicago, we'll meet at the Pump Room Ambassador EAST
To say the least on shish kabob and breast of squab
We will feast and get fleeced, don't tell me that sin is rampant and rife
Think of that man who danced with his wife in Chicago, Chicago
I'm in a shindy! What a wonderful, windy town!