Lyrics

I've often wandered down To dreamy Chinatown The home of Ching-a-ling It's fine! I must declare But now I'm going where I can see the real, real thing I'll soon be there In a bamboo chair For I've got my fare From here to Shanghai Just picture me Sipping Ooh-long tea Served by a Chinaman Who speaks a-way up high ("Hock-a-my, Hock-a-my") I'll eat the way they do With a pair of wooden sticks And I'll have Ching Ling Foo Doing all his magic tricks I'll get my mail From a pale pig-tail For I mean to sail From here to Shanghai I'll have them teaching me To speak their language, gee! When I can talk Chinese I'll come home on the run Then have a barr'll of fun Calling people what I please
Writer(s): Irving Berlin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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