Classic Poem

VERSE 1

Fellows, if you're on
I will spin a yarn
That was told to me by able-seaman Jones.
Once he had the blues
So he took a cruise
Far away from nightclubs
And from saxophones.
He said " Yo-ho, I made a certain port,
And when you talk about real he-man sport. . .

REFRAIN 1

Hot ginger and dynamite,
There's nothing but that at night
Back in Nagasaki
Where the fellers chew tobaccy
And the women wicky wacky woo.
The way they can entertain
Would hurry a hurricane
Back in Nagasaki
Where the fellers chew tobaccy
And the women wicky wacky woo.
Oh, Fujiyama,
You get a mommer
And then your troubles increase.
In some pagoda
She orders soda,
The earth shakes milkshakes ten cents apiece.
They kissee and huggee nice,
By Jingo! It's worth the price,
Back in Nagasaki
Where the fellers chew tobaccy
And the women wicky wacky woo.

VERSE 2

When the day is warm
You can keep in form
With a bowl of rice beneath a parasol.
Ev'ry gentleman
Has to use a fan
And they only wear suspenders in the fall.
That's where the gals don't think of rings and furs.
Gee! It's the grandest place that ever was.

REFRAIN 2

They give you a carriage free,
The horse is a Japanee,
Back in Nagasaki
Where the fellers chew tobaccy
And the women wicky wacky woo.
They sit you upon the floor,
No wonder your pants get sore
Back in Nagasaki
Where the fellers chew tobaccy
And the women wicky wacky woo.
Oh, sweet kimona,
I pulled a boner,
I kept it up at high speed.
I got rheumatics
And then sciatics,
Of halitosis that's guaranteed.
You must have to act your age
Or wind up inside a cage
Back in Nagasaki
Where the fellers chew tobaccy
And the women wicky wacky woo.

PATTER

With an ice cream cone and a bottle of tea
You can rest all day by the hickory tree,
But when night comes 'round, Oh gosh! Oh gee!
Mother, Mother, Mother pin a rose on me. "