bananarama - tokyo joe lyrics
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 risqu, 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 ´n bird puttin´ on the moan
tappin´ out telexes to tupelo
dear john, doh ray me fah so?
let´s go… call for tokyo joe
walkin´ tall down the danger zone
she hokey-c-key till the cows come home
big shot – from the hip – neon cool
say, when you´ve been around, what´s left to do?
don´t know? ask tokyo joe
so inscrutable her reply
ask no question and tell me no lie
gi boys howlin´ out for more
vip´s purrin´ je t´adore…
ah so… that´s tokyo joe
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