My girl Friday she no square
She like lotus blossom in her hair
Oh no not Tokyo Joe
Way past midnight - she not home
Geisha girl show you she adore you
Two oriental eyes implore you
Femme fatal 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