| One day while I was eating beans at Smokey Joe’s Café
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| Just sittin', diggin' all them scenes at Smokey Joe’s Café
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| A chick I’d never seen before
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| Came walkin' on in through the door
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| At least I’d never saw her down at Smokey Joe’s Café
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| And I started shakin' when she sat right now next to me Her chair was there right next to mine at Smokey Joe’s Café
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| A chill was running down my spine at Smokey Joe’s Café
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| I could smell her sweet perfume
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| She smiled at me, my heart went boom
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| Then everybody in the room at Smokey Joe’s Café
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| They said «Man be careful, that chick belongs to Smokey Joe»
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| Then from behind the counter, I saw a man
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| A chef hat on his head and a knife in his hand
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| He grabbed me by the collar and began to shout
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| «You'd better eat up all your beans boy and clear right on out»
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| I know I’ll never eat again at Smokey Joe’s Café
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| And so we’ll never meet again at Smokey Joe’s Café
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| I’d rather eat my chili beans
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| At Jack’s or John’s or Jim’s or Jean’s
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| Than taking my chances eating down at Smokey Joe’s Café
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| I risked my like with that Smokey Joe’s a crazy fool |