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My girly Friday she's no square She like lotus blossom in her hair Be-bop records and something new Sometimes borrowed but sheÂ's never blue Oh no........not Tokyo Joe Way past midnight - she's not home She cut the ice down the danger zone Water-tight suit, she donÂ't care A trifle risque, a tart, no sir........ Oh no........sounds like Tokyo Joe Geisha girl show you she adores you Two oriental eyes implore you Femme fatale or ingenue? She's very cunning, fiendish clever Geisha girl suffer many times a fool Sayonara moon When all the worldÂ's a stage, oh where are you? Tokyo rose on the radio Or diz Â'n bird puttinÂ' on the moan TappinÂ' out telexes to tupelo Dear John, doh ray me fah so? LetÂ's go........call for Tokyo Joe WalkinÂ' tall down the danger zone He hokey-cokey till the cows come home Big shot - from the hip - neon cool Say, when youÂ've been around, whatÂ's left to do? DonÂ't know? ask Tokyo Joe So inscrutable her reply Ask no question and tell me no lies G.I girls howlinÂ' out for more VipÂ's purrinÂ' je tÂ'adore........ Ah so........thatÂ's Tokyo Joe |