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
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
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'
Zabadayandawayhow zaoo
Smokey joo