Hot gingerbread and dynamite
I drink nothing folks but that each night
Back in Nagasaki
Where the fellers chew tobaccy
And the women wicky-wacky
They got a way to entertain
Would hurry, hurry a hurricane
Back in Nagasaki
Where the fellers chew tobaccy
And the women wicky wacky
Fujiama
Got ya a mama
Then your troubles increase.
Semicola
And a soda
Handshakes, milkshakes, ten cents a piece
They hug you and kiss you each night boy,
Jingo, it's worth the price.
Back in Nagasaki
Where the fellers chew tobaccy
And the women wicky-wacky
They hug and kiss you, babe, each night
By Jingo, boy, it's worth the price.
Back in Nagasaki
Where the fellers chew tobaccy
And the women wicky-wacky

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