Hot gingerbread and dyna- mite,

That's all there is at night

Back in Nagasaki where the fellows chew Tobaccky

And the women wicky-wacky-woo!

Aw, man, how they enter- tain,

I mean, they hurry a hurri- cane.

Back in Nagasaki where the fellows chew Tobaccky

And the women wicky-wacky-woo!

Fuj- ia- ma, got a ma- ma,

Then your troubles in- crease, boy!

In some pago- da, she orders so- da,

Earth shakes, milk shakes, ten cents a piece.

They hug and kiss each night,

By jingo, boys, worth that price!

Back in Nagasaki where the fellows chew tobaccky

And the women wicky-wacky-woo!

Back in Nagasaki where the fellows chew tobaccky

And the women wicky-wacky-woo!