I'm in love with Josephine Baker
There's a problem she's twenty years dead
What a pity that I in the prime of my life
Can not love someone living instead

But I've seen every one of her movies
And she's lucious like island fruit
And if she were alive on her lust would I thrive
But she isn't, the point is moot

Oh Josephine Josey the pleasures we'd have
The twin toasts of Paris, your head on my lap
Josephine if I can't have you I swear I'll come back

I'm in love with Josephine Baker
Yes it's unrealistic I know
But I can't seem to find a woman alive
Who is bursting with more life than Jo