Out in Tokio

Edwin Arnold, Edwin Arnold,
Is the story true,
That a little Jap girl
Has befuddled you?
All the world is anxious,
And would like to know,
If you're growing spoony
Out in Tokio.
Out in Tokio, out in Tokio,
Are you growing spoony
Out in Tokio?

You, a knight and scholar,
Lauded to the sky;
You, a famous poet
And a C. S. I.;
You, a leader-writer,
With a wondrous flow,
Courting yellow maidens
Out in Tokio!
Out in Tokio, out in Tokio,
Courting pudgy maidens
Out in Tokio!

Such a novel caper—
Bless us, this is fun!
And they tell us you were
Born in '31.
Old enough, I fancy,
Wise enough, I trow,
Not to lose your senses
Out in Tokio.
Out in Tokio, out in Tokio,
Have you lost your senses
Out in Tokio?

Yet the little Jap girls
Really are sweet,
With their chubby bodies
And their dainty feet.
If I weren't so busy
I would like to go
Giving kissing lessons
Out in Tokio.
Out in Tokio, out in Tokio,
Teaching osculation
Out in Tokio.

Love, the wide world over,
Catches small and great;
Maidens' eyes are fatal,
Whether slant or straight.
Hearts were made to open,
Just as buds to blow.
Luck to bold Sir Edwin
Out in Tokio!
Out in Tokio, out in Tokio,
Luck to gallant Edwin
Out in Tokio!
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