George Formby - Hindoo Man lyrics

Over there in India a Hindoo resides smoking his hoakam all day Opium and bits of rope and f*g ends besides, a wise man from the East Whitechapel way He's got a lovely palace on the beach He's the Hindoo, Howdoo, Hoodoo, Yoodoo man He's got twelve bedrooms with eight wives in each He's the Hindoo, Howdoo, Hoodoo, Yoodoo man He's got one wife who wears a veil, it covers half her face From her nose right to her toes you'll see nothing else but space She'll dance and waggle her "San Fairy Ann" For the Hindoo, Howdoo, Hoodoo, Yoodoo man He practices his magic in the Eastern bazaar Slave girls come under his spell When he puts on the fluence They don't know where they are He does Indian tricks and dirty tricks as well Now what he fancies always does him good He's the Hindoo, Howdoo, Hoodoo, Yoodoo man He lives on rice, roast beef and Yorkshire pud He's the Hindoo, Howdoo, Hoodoo, Yoodoo man He wears a dishcloth round his waist His favourite wife called Nellie Said, "You'd look well if the darned thing fell You'd have nowt to cover your... He said "Who cares, I could always wear a fan I'm a Hindoo, Howdoo, Hoodoo, Yoodoo man He looks just like a Nabob of renown He's the Hindoo, Howdoo, Hoodoo, Yoodoo man A Nabob, two bob, three bob, half a crown He's a Hindoo, Howdoo, Hoodoo, Yoodoo man A Princess brought him j**els and said "For all your love I yearn" But j**els could not compare with what He went and gave her in return He's ninety nine, but he does all he can For a Hindoo, Howdoo, Hoodoo, Yoodoo Man