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Thread #63105 Message #4211880
Posted By: Jim Dixon
18-Nov-24 - 12:11 PM
Thread Name: Lyr Req: songs about hot dogs
Subject: Lyr Add: HOT DOG JOE
I find this song very appealing, but parts of it were unintelligible; they are represented by ellipses (...). From the recording at the Internet Archive.
HOT DOG JOE (Alexander - Graham) As recorded by Van Alexander And His Orchestra with vocal by Butch Stone, on Variety 8082, 1939.
Now, I know a man sells a certain kind o’ meat. You’ll find him on the corner, well, most any street. He’ll be there in the rain; yes, he’ll be there in the snow. Ev’rybody knows it’s Hot Dog Joe.
Hot Dog and me, we went to diff’rent schools together. Now I’m playin’ with ...; he’s prob’ly doin’ better. If there’s any ... But there’s one sure way to find him....
When you hear ... Hot Dog Joe, It’s never a ... charge, you know. He’s out in the open wherever you go. Oh, yeah! Hot Dog Joe!
Introduce ... Hot Dog Joe. He eats ’em himself and he ain’t thin. He’s paid off a nickel but that ain’t thin. Oh, yeah! Hot Dog Joe!
Do like yours with sauerkraut? Or do you like yours just plain without? If you have the slightest doubt, Wienerschnitzel! Well, shut my mouth!
If you want to find romance, go down to big ol’ Joe. Just bring ’long your sweetie; you don’t need much dough. It’s better than goin’ to a vaudeville show— Oh, yeah! Hot Dog Joe!
(Hot dog! Hot dog! Hot dog! Hot dog!)
[Spoken, with Yiddish accent:] Say how much costing one o’ these ... blintzes, Hot Dog Joe? You say it’s not kosher? So who’s gonna know? You shred it out with cabbage and it wouldn’t show. Hoy hoy! Blintzer Joe!
(Hot dog! Hot dog! Hot dog! Hot dog!)
[Spoken, with Italian accent:] Here’s something’ll make you grow into a big ... He’s a ... If’n you don’t wanta believe, ask-a Luigi, Giusepp’, Frances’. Come stai, paesan’? ...
Do like yours with sauerkraut? Or do you like yours just plain without? If you have the slightest doubt, It’s a ...! Well, knock me out!
Hot Dog Joe. There’s never a ... charge, you know. He’s out in the open wherever you go. Oh, yeah! Hot Dog Joe!
Now, I don’t need Sam, the vegetable man. I don’t need Tony, who sells spumoni. I don’t need Jake, who bakes a cake. I’m talkin’ ’bout my goo-goo-goo-goo-good friend, Hot Dog Joe!