Tokyo Joe

My girl Friday, she no square
 She like lotus blossom in her hair
 Be-bop records and something new
 Sometimes borrowed, but she's never blue
 
 Oh no... not Tokyo Joe
 Way past midnight, she not home
 She cut the ice down the Danger Zone
 Water-tight dresses, she don't care
 A trifle risqué, a tart, no sir...
 
 Oh no... sounds like Tokyo Joe
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 Geisha girl show you she adore you
 Two oriental eyes implore you
 Femme fatale or ingenue?
 She very cunning, fiendish clever
 Geisha girl suffer many times a fool
 Sayonara moon
 When all the world's a stage
 Oh where are you?
 Tokyo Rose on the radio
 Or Diz 'n Bird puttin' on the moan
 Tappin' out telexes to Tupelo
 Dear John, doh ray me fah so?
 Let's go... call for Tokyo Joe
 Walkin' tall down the Danger Zone
 She hokey-cokey till the cows come home
 Big shot, from the hip, neon cool
 Say, when you've been around, what's left to do?
 
 Don't know? Ask Tokyo Joe
 So inscrutable her reply
 "Ask me no question and me tell you no lie"
 GI boys howlin' out for more
 VIP's purrin' "je t'adore"...
 
 Ah so... that's Tokyo Joe