(The Zaz-Zuh-Zaz chorus has been simplified here from Cab's scatted version.) Now, here's a very entrancing phrase, It will put you in a daze, To me it don't mean a thing, But it's got a very peculiar swing! Zaz-zuh-zaz-zuh-zaz, Zaz-zuh-zaz-zuh-zay, Zaz-zuh-zaz-zuh-zaz, Zaz-zuh-zaz-zuh-zay! Now, zaz-zuh-zaz was handed down From a bloke down in Chinatown; It seems his name was Smoky Joe, And he used to hi-de-hi-de-ho. Zaz-zuh-zaz-zuh-zaz, Zaz-zuh-zaz-zuh-zay, Zaz-zuh-zaz-zuh-zaz, Zaz-zuh-zaz-zuh-zay! When Smoky Joe came into town And he kicked the gong around, Any place that he would go Minnie the Moocher she was sure to go, With her zaz-zuh-zaz, Zaz-zuh-zaz-zuh-zay, Zaz-zuh-zaz-zuh-zaz, Zaz-zuh-zaz-zuh-zay! It makes no difference where you go, There's one thing that they sure do know: There's no need for them to be blue, For the zaz-suh-zaz will always see them through! Zaz-zuh-zaz-zuh-zaz, Zaz-zuh-zaz-zuh-zay, Zaz-zuh-zaz-zuh-zaz, Zaz-zuh-zaz-zuh-zay!
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