bryan ferry
tokyo joe
My girl Friday she no square She like lotus blossom in her hair Be-bop records and something new Sometimes borrowed but she's never blue Oh no Not Tokyo Joe Way past midnight, she not home She cut the ice down the Danger Zone Water-tight dresses, she don't care A trifle risque, a tart, no sir Oh no Sounds like Tokyo Joe Geisha girl show you she adore you Two oriental eyes implore you Femme fatale or ingenue? She very cunning, fiendish clever Geisha girl suffer many times a fool Sayonara moon When all the world's a stage, oh where are you? Tokyo Rose on the radio Or Diz and Bird puttin' on the moan Tappin' out telexes to Tupelo Dear John, doh ray me fah so? Let's go Call for Tokyo Joe