WHAT GOOD IS SITTING ALONE IN YOUR ROOM COME HERE, THE MUSIC PLAY LIFE IS A CABARET, OLD CHAMP COME TO THE CABARET PUT DOWN THE KNITING THE BOOK AND THE BROOM IT'S TIME FOR A HOLIDAY LIFE IS A CABARET, OLD CHAMP COME TO THE CABARET COME, TASTE THE WINE COME, HEAR THE BAND COME BLOW YOUR HORN START CELEBRATING RIGHT THIS WAY YOUR TABLE'S WAITING WHAT GOOD'S A MEETING SOME PROPPER OF DOOM SO WIPE EVERY SMILE AWAY LIFE IS A CABARET, OLD CHAMP SO COME TO THE CABARET I USE TO HAVE THIS GIRLFRIEND KNOWN AS ELSY WITH WHOM I SHARED FOR SORTED 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 NEIGHBOURS CAME TO SNICK HER WELL, THAT'S WHAT COMES FROM TOO MUCH PILLS AND LIQUORS BUT WHEN I SAW HER LAYED OUT LIKE A QUEEN SHE WAS THE HAPPIEST CORPS I'VE EVER SEEN I THINK OF ELSY TO THIS VERY DAY I REMEMBER HOW SHE TURNED TO ME AND SAID WHAT GOOD IS SITTING ALL ALONE IN YOUR ROOM COME HERE THE MUSIC PLAY LIFE IS A CABARET, OLD CHAMP COME TO THE CABARET AND AS FOR ME AND AS FOR ME I MADE MY MIND UP BACK IN CHELSEA WHERE I GO I'M GOING LIKE ELSY START BY ADMITING COME CRADDLE THAT TUMB IT ISN'T THAT A LONG STAY LIFE IS A CABARET, OLD CHAMP IS ONLY A CABARET OLD CHAMP AND I LOVE A CABARET