Ghost Of Smokey Joe Lyrics - How Big Can You Get?: The Music Of Cab Calloway - Big Bad Voodoo Daddy

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 

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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 hidi, hid, hidi, 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 and all 

To settle back and let me have the floor 

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Now take a look, 'cause' I'm not some stranger 

I'm the face that all you cokeys aughta 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 Strivers Road? 

Well, they carried me off in a zilloiondollar 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'll 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 Haiti 

Call my chariotte so I can go 

And should the boots you're walkin' 

Just tell them you've been talkin' 

To the ghost of Smokey Joe 

And should the boots you're walkin' 

Just tell them you've been talkin' 

To the ghost of Smokey Joe 

And should the boots you're walkin' 

Just tell them you've been talkin' 

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