| You’ve heard the story of Minnie The Moocher
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| She was a red-hot hoochie coocher
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| She was the roughest, toughest frail
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| Now Minnie had a heart as big as a whale
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| She messed around with a bloke named smokey
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| She loved him though he was cokey
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| He took her down, down to, China Town
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| And he showed her how to kick the gong around
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| He was down in China Town
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| All the cokeys layed around
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| Some were high, some were mighty low
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| There were millions on the floor
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| Knocking at the door
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| And there stood old Smokey Joe
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| He was sweatin', cold and pale
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| He was lookin' for his frail
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| He was broke, and all his jokes ran out
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| Nobody made a sound, as he stood and looked around
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| And then you hear old Smokey shout
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| Tell me, where’s my Minnie?
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| My poor Minnie
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| Has she been here kickin' the gong around?
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| If you don’t know MInnie
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| Oh, she’s soft and she’s pretty
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| She gets her pleasures kickin the gong around
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| A hidihidihidihi, a hodihodihodiho
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| You didn’t see me climb through that window
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| Nobody saw me come through that door
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| I just walked right through the wall
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| And i want you once and all, to settle back and let me have the floor
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| Now take a look, cause' i’m not some stranger
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| I’m the face that all you cokeys autta know
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| Well, you can tell me i’m not wanted
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| But the joint will still be haunted…
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| Cause' i’m the ghost of Smokey Joe
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| Do you remember when i kicked the bucket
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| In my mansion up on Strivers Road?
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| Well, they carried me off in a zilloiondollar coffin
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| Yeah, i’m the ghost of Smokey Joe
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| Tell me, do you remember Minnie?(yes we remember Minnie)
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| That frail I never found
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| (You’ll never recognize your Minnie)
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| You mean to say that Minnie stopped kickin' the gong around?
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| I’ve got a date on my estate down in Haiti
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| Call my chariotte so i can go
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| And should the boots you’re walkin'
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| Just tell them you’ve been talkin' to the ghost of Smokey Joe
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| And should the boots you’re walkin'
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| Just tell them you’ve been talkin' to the ghost of Smokey Joe
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| And should the boots you’re walkin'
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| Just tell them you’ve been talkin'…
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| Zabadaaayandawayhow zaooooooooooo
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| Smoooooooooookeeey jooooooooooooooe |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Ghost Of Smokey Joe , by - Big Bad Voodoo Daddy. Song from the album How Big Can You Get?: The Music Of Cab Calloway, in the genre Поп