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Ørkenens Sønner( Orkenens Sonner )
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Nagaski
Fellas, if you're on - we see you, I will spin a yarn - we hear you, That was told to me by able Seaman Jones. We don't believe - you we know Seaman Jones.
Once he had the blues - he sailed. So he took a cruise, Far away from nightclubs and from saxophones. Bi du - bi du - bi duuuuu He said - yoho - I made a certain port. Another port for Seaman Jones and, And when you talk about real he-man sport
Oh yeah!
Talk to Seaman Jones. Hot ginger and dynamite, Theres nothing but that at night. Back in Nagasaki where the fellers chew tobaccy, and the women wicky-wacky-woo. The way they can entertain, Would hurry a hurrycane
Back in Nagasaki where the fellers chew tobaccy, and the women wicky-wacky-woo.
In Fujiyama you get a mommer And your troubles increase. In some pagoda she orders soda The earth shakes milk shakes ten cents a piece.
They kissy and huggy nice, By golly it's worth the price, Back in Nagasaki where the fellers chew tobaccy, and the women wicky-wacky-woo.
Wheeeeee - wheeeeee - wheeeeee - wheeeeee!
With an ice cream cone and a bottle of tea, You can rest all day by the hickory tree, But when night comes 'long, oh gosh oh gee, Oh mother-mother-mother-mother pin a rose on me.
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When the day is warm, You can keep in form. With an ice cream cone beneath a parasol, In Nagasaki - in Nagasaki
Every gentleman, Has to use a fan, And they only wear suspenders in the fall. Suspenders ain't in fashion That's why the girls don't think of rings and furs. They only think of wicky-wacky-wicky-wacky-woo. Gee - that's the grandest place I ever was. Wicky-wacky-wicky-wacky-woo
They give you a carriage free. The horses are japanee. Back in Nagasaki where the fellers chew tobaccy, and the women wicky-wacky-woo.
They sit you upon the floor. No wonder your pants get sore, Back in Nagasaki where the fellers chew tobaccy, and the women wicky-wacky-woo.
Oh, sweet Kimona, I pulled a boner, I kept it up at high speed, I got rheumatics And then sciatics Of halitosis that's guaranteed.
You must have to act your age, Or wind up inside a cage. Back in Nagasaki where the fellers chew tobaccy, and the women wicky-wacky-woo.
Back in Nagasaki where the fellers chew tobaccy, and the women ... THE WOMEN WAAACKYY-WOO!
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