Overture/And All That Jazz - Catherine Zeta-Jones, Renée Zellweger & Taye Diggs

A man works hard then comes on home, Expects to find stew with that fine ham bone. He opens the door, then star to lookin', Says, Women, what's this stuff you're cooking? All that meat and bo potatoes Just ain't right, like green tomatoes. Here I'm waiting, palpitain', For all that meat and no potatoes. All that meat and no potatoes All that food to the alligators, yes. Hold me steady. I am ready For all that meat and no potatoes. I don't think that peas are bad. Whit meat most anything goes. I look into the pot. I'm fit to fight 'Cause, woman, you know that mess ain't right. All that meat and no potatoes Just ain't right, like green tomatoes. Woman, I'm steamin'. I'm really screamin' All that mean and no potatoes. Where is my fry and ham bone? Where is it?

Breeze still carryin' the sound Maybe I'll disappear Tracks will fade in the snow You won't find me here Ice is starting to form Ending what had begun I am locked in my head With what I've done I know you tried to rescue me Didn't let anyone get in Left with a trace of all that was And all that could've been Please take this And run far away Far away from me I am tainted The two of us Were never meant to be All these pieces And promises and left-behinds If only I could see In my nothing You meant everything Everything to me Time Fading Everything And all that Could've been Could've been Please take this And run far away Far as you can see I am tainted And happiness and peace of mind Were never meant for me All these pieces And promises and left-behinds If only I could see In my nothing You meant everything Everything to me

The name on everybody's lips Is gonna be Roxie The lady rakin' in the chips Is gonna be Roxie I'm gonna be a celebrity That means somebody eveyone knows They're gonna recognize my eyes My hair, my teeth, my boobs, my nose From just some dumb mechanic's wife I'm gonna be Roxie Who says that murder's not an art? And who in case she doesn't hang Can say she started with a bang? Roxie Hart! Boys! They're gonna wait outside in line to get to see Roxie! Think of those autographs I'll sign "Good luck to ya, Roxie" And I'll appear in lavaliere That goes all the way down to my waist Here a ring, there a ring Everywhere a ring a ling But always in the best of taste Oh, I'm a star And the audience loves me And I love them and they love me for loving them And I love them for loving me and we love each other And that's 'cause none of us got enough love in our childhoods And that's showbiz, kid She's given up here humdrum life I'm gonna be Sing it! (Roxie!) She made a scandal and a start And Sophie Tucker will shit, I know To see her name get billed below Roxie Hart! (Roxie!) (Roxie!) (Roxie!) (Roxie!) (Roxie!) (Roxie!) (Roxie!)

Ladies and gentlemen Miss Roxy Hart says good night It's good Isn't it grand? Isn't it great? Isn't it swell? Isn't it fun? Isn't it? Nowadays There's men Everywhere Jazz Everywhere booze Everywhere life Everywhere joy Everywhere, nowadays You can like the life you're living You can live the life you like You can even marry Harry But mess around with Ike And that's good Isn't it grand? Isn't it great? Isn't it swell? Isn't it fun? Isn't it? But nothing... stays You can like the life you're living You can live the life you like You can even marry Harry But mess around with Ike And that's good Isn't it grand? Isn't it great? Isn't it swell? (That's great I'll be in touch)