AN: Pretty lame but it's supposed to be Bree singing 'All That Jazz' from Chicago.
Bree:
C'mon babe,
Why don't we paint the house?
... And all that jazz
I'm gonna chop those onions
And give them to my husband
... And all that Jazz
Start the car
I know a pharmacist
Who loves me so
And wants to give me a kiss
So I blew off his toe
There was a nightly brawl
And all - that - jazz ...
S&M ...
And all that jazz!
Rex, George ...!
... And all that jazz
Get your gun
And wear your stilletos
... And all that jazz
I hear that Reverand Sikes
Is gonna spill the beans
... And all that jazz
Hold on hun,
We're gonna poison Rex
I bought some medicine
Gun that united drug
You'll have a heart attack
But the best is yet to come
To do..THAT..jazz!
Find a flask
To test my son's urine
... And all that jazz
Right up here
Is where Rex plays his golf
... And all that jazz
Come on babe
We're gonna handcuff you
To the bed and beat you with a leather strap
'Cuz I love S&M
I bet you'd like to try
To all..that..jazz!
Oh,
We're gonna see Bree's shiver shimmy shake
... And all that jazz
Oh,
She's gonna shimmy til her garters break
... And all that jazz
Show
Her where to park her gertle
Oh
Her mind and blood with curtle
If she hear
George the pharmacist squeal
For all..that..jazz!
Yes,
I'm someones wife, but
Oh,
I love my life!
And all...
That...
jazz!
