Chicago Lyrics - Rufus Wainwright

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 will never guess where 

Chicago, Chicago 

The toddlin' town, the toddlin' town 

Chicago, Chicago 

I'll see you around, I love it 

Bet your bottom dollar you lose the blues in Chicago, Chicago 

The town that Billy Sunday could not shut down 

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On State Street, that great street 

I wish I could stay, I wish I could stay 

They do things they don't do on Broadway, say 

I had the time, the time of my life 

I saw a 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 how now to Mrs. O'Leary's cow 

No she-she, life is peachy 

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Chicago, we'll meet at the Pump Room 

Ambassador East, to say the least 

On shish kebab, and breasts of squab 

We will feast, and get fleece 

Don't tell me sin is rampant and rife 

Think of that man who danced with his wife 

In Chicago, Chicago 

I'm had a shindig in the wonderful, windy town