(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