Hot ginger and dynamite,
That's all there is each night,
Back in Nagasaki where the fellows chew tobaccky
And the women wicky-wacky-woo!
They got a way that they entertain,
They would hurry a hurricane
Back in Nagasaki where the fellows chew tobaccky
And the women wicky-wacky-woo!
Fujiama, got a mama,
Then your troubles increase, boy!
In some pagoda, you order soda,
earth shakes milk shakes, ten cents apeice-ee
They hug and kiss each night,
By jingo, boys, it's worth that price!
Back in Nagasaki where the fellows chew tobaccky
And the women wicky-wacky-woo!
