Ghost of Smokey Joe

You've heard the story of Minnie The Moocher
She was a red hot hoochie coocher
She was the roughest, toughest frail
Now Minnie had a heart as big as a whale

She messed around with a bloke named smokey
She loved him though he was cokey
He took her down, down to China Town
And he showed her how to kick the gong around

He was down in China Town
All the cokeys layed around
Some were high, some were mighty low
There were millions on the floor
Knocking at the door

And there stood old Smokey Joe
He was sweatin', cold and pale
He was lookin' for his frail
He was broke, and all his jokes ran out

Nobody made a sound
As he stood and looked around
And then you hear old Smokey shout

Tell me, where's my Minnie?
My poor Minnie
Has she been here kickin' the gong around?
If you don't know Minnie
Oh, she's soft and she's pretty
She gets her pleasures kickin' the gong around

A hidee hidee hidee hi, a hodi hodi hodi ho
You didn't see me climb through that window
Nobody saw me come through that door
I just walked right through the wall
And I want you once [sic] and all
To settle back and let me have the floor

Now take a look, 'cause I'm not some stranger
I'm the face that all you cokeys oughta' know
Well, you can tell me I'm not wanted
But the joint will still be haunted
'Cause I'm the ghost of Smokey Joe

Do you remember when I kicked the bucket
In my mansion up on Striver's Row?
Well, they carried me off in a zillion dollar coffin
Yeah, I'm the ghost of Smokey Joe

Tell me, do you remember Minnie?
(Yes, we remember Minnie)
That frail I never found
(You never recognize your Minnie)
You mean to say that Minnie
Stopped kickin' the gong around?

I've got a date on my estate down in Hades
Call my chariot so I can go

And should the moocher walk in
Just tell her you've been talkin'
To the ghost of Smokey Joe
And should the moocher walk in
Just tell her you've been talkin'
To the ghost of Smokey Joe

And should the moocher walk in
Just tell her you've been talkin'

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Smokey Joe