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jim nabors - 20 fans lyrics

[intro]
it was the nicest little wh0rehouse you ever saw
it lay about a mile outside the city limits
sheriff jack roy wallace picked it out for miss wulla jean in 1910
and she moved there with her girls
from over the hardware store on main street

[verse]
oh, the little house lay in the green texas glade
where the trees were as coolin’ as fresh lemonade
soft summer wind had a trace of perfume
and a fan was turnin’ in every room

[chorus]
twenty fans+a turnin’, they were turnin’
twenty fans+a turnin’ in every room
fevers were a+burnin’, they were burnin’
and they had to have a way to cool down

[interlude]
right from the beginning, the little house was kind of special
like a home away from home
miss wulla jean put a pianola in the parlor to sorta help break the ice
a feller could ask a girl to dance
or if he held back a little, she’d ask him
and pretty soon they’d get a little business goin’
two dollars worth
it wasn’t long before the place became one of the better+known pleasure palaces in all of texas
so much so that the fellers who visited during world war i
sent their sons back in world war ii
the hospitality and friendliness never changed
and neither did miss wulla jean’s strict set of rules
she liked her ladies, as she called ’em
to treat her customers real good
but never in an unladylike way
and she insisted that each girl check her gentleman for the clap
and wash him off with soap and warm water
some of the fellers claimed that was the best part, ooh+wee!
it was only during the hoover depression that the little house
had a spell of tough times
miss wulla jean put in a jukebox to spark up business
but it wasn’t always easy in them days to come up with hard cash
so for a while, as the story goes
the girls began accepting poultry in trade
one bird, one lay
and that’s how the place got its name, the chicken ranch
[instrumental break]

[chorus]
twenty fans+a turnin’, they were turnin’
twenty fans+a turnin’ in every room
fevers were a+burnin’, they were burnin’
and they had to have a way to cool down

[post+chorus]
twenty fans+a hummin’, they were hummin’
twenty fans+a hummin’ in every room
customers were comin’, they were comin’
and they had to have a way to cool down

[instrumental break]

[chorus]
twenty fans+a turnin’, they were turnin’
twenty fans+a turnin’ in every room
fevers were a+burnin’, they were burnin’
and they had to have a way to cool down

[outro]
i’m comin’, i’m comin’
i wanna thank you
i wanna thank you, jesus

- jim nabors lyrics

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