� Folks, now here's a story about Minnie the Mocher. She was a red-hot hoochie-coocher. She was the roughest, toughest frail. But Minnie had a heart as big as a hay-whale. Ho-dee-ho-dee-ho. Ho-dee-ho-dee-ho. Hi-dee-hi-dee-hi. Hi-dee-hi-dee-hi. Hee-dee-hee-dee-hee. Hee-dee-hee-dee-hee. Ho-dee-ho-dee-ho. Ho-dee-ho-dee-ho. Now she messed around with a bloke named Smokey. She loved him, though he was corky. He took her down to Chinatown. He showed her how to kick the gong around. Showed her how to kick the gong around. Ho-dee-ho. Ho-dee-ho. Hi-dee-hi-hi. Hi-dee-hi-hi. Wa-dee-wee-vo. Wa-dee-wee-vo. Ho-dee-ho-dee-ho. Ho-dee-ho-dee-ho. Now she had a dream about the king of Sweden. He gave her things that she was needin'. He gave her a whole bill of gold and steel. A diamond car with the platinum wheels. Wa-dee-woo-dee-way. Wa-dee-woo-dee-way. Oh, baby. Oh, baby. Wa-dee-wee-woo. Wa-dee-wee-woo. Ho-dee-ho. Ho-dee-ho. Now he gave her his townhorse and his racing horses. Each meal she ate was a dozen courses. She had a million dollars worth of nickels and dimes. And she sat around and counted them all a million times. Ho-dee-ho-dee. Ho-dee-ho-dee. Wa-min-ee. Wa-min-ee. Wa-dee-way. Ho-dee-way. Ho-ho. Wa-da-ho. Wa-da-ho. Morning. Morning. Morning.