Who---We?
We all wander through Hooey
Breathe, drink and chew Hooey
Dodge or pursue Hooey
Hither and there;
Gentile and Jew Hooey
Moslem, Hindu Hooey,
Somehow we brew Hooey
Out of the air!
When tears start to swim in
The orbs of the women
And eyes, black or bluey,
Grow full
Of brine that is dewy
And just a bit gooey,
We know it's Boo-Hooey
They pull!
While when folks grab spotlights
And ten-thousand-watt lights
And crash every publicised brawl,
And spill their souls--Pfui!--
In talks interviewy
It's just Ballyhooey,
That's all.
Then, as to the fellows
Whose genial bellows
Will greet you wherever you go;
Those black-slappers--Blooie!--
Whose handshakes are gluey
They're spilling Yoo-Hooey
We know.
Amd when people's game is
To flatter the famolus
And tie Lions up with a chain
And wide-eyed and coo-ey,
Feed praise that's too-too-ey,
That's merely Who's-Hooey
It's plain.
So we bestrew Hooey
Gentile and Jew Hooey
Chinese, Hindu Hooey
Yes, every one;
Yet, as we view Hooey
Rosy or blue Hooey
There ain't no new Hooey
Under the sun!
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