.It was down in Chinatown,
All the cookies laid around,
Some were high and some were mighty low;
There were millions on the floor>
When a knock came on the door,
And there stood old Smoky Joe.
He was sweatin', cold and pale,
He was lookin' for his frail,
He was bro.
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