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I asked my woman what could I do To keep her happy the whole night She said the only thing I want from you Is a little little bit of the big bamboo She like a big big bamboo, bamboo Aye aye aye aye aye aye aye aye Working for the Yanky Dollars I gave my woman some sugar cane Sweet for my sweet I did explain She gave it back to my surprise She like the flavour but not the size She like a big big bamboo, bamboo Aye aye aye aye aye aye aye aye Working for the Yanky Dollars I gave my woman two coconuts She like them both very very well but She gave them back and said to me What good are you're nuts without the tree She like a big big bamboo, bamboo Aye aye aye aye aye aye aye aye Working for the Yanky Dollars There was a Pakistani man who came to London town He asked this women out in Cricklewood town She said oh no not for you Because my old man he got the big bamboo She like a big big bamboo, bamboo Aye aye aye aye aye aye aye aye Working for the Yanky Dollars There was a china man called dik hung lo He got married and he went to in Ballinasloe His wife divorced him very very quick She like bamboo but not chop sticks She like a big big bamboo, bamboo Aye aye aye aye aye aye aye aye Working for the Yanky Dollars The queer one likes an English man A Russian a Turkish a West Indian man They all try to please her as best they can But she'd rather have the craic with the Paddy man She like a big big bamboo, bamboo Aye aye aye aye aye aye aye aye Working for the Yanky Dollars Aye aye aye aye aye aye aye aye Working for the Yanky Dollars
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