Hi ho Kafoozalem, the harlot of Jerusalem
Prostitute of ill repute
Daughter of the Baba.
Come listen to my tale of woe
It happened many years ago
When women rarely answered no
Way down in old Jerusalem.
Kafoozalem was a wily witch
A horny whore, a brazen bitch
She caused all the lips to twitch
That liveth in Jerusalem.
There was a prince both lean and tall
Whose manly arts made all to fall
His victims lined the Wailing Wall
That standeth in Jerusalem.
One night returnin' from a spree
His customary leer had he
Looked down the road and chanced to see
That horny wench Kafoozalem.
With artful eye and cunning look
She led him to a shady nook
And to her bounteous bosom took
The pride of all Jerusalem.
But he was too abrupt, alas
And so he made a hasty pass
That knocked Kafoozalem to the grass
That grows in old Jerusalem.
But Kafoozalem was overgassed
She arched her back and loosed a blast
That sent him flying far and fast
Sailin' o'er Jerusalem.
And when the moon is bright and red
A flying form sails overhead
Still raining curses on the bed
Of that brazen bitch Kafoozalem.
Source: Brand, Oscar.Bawdy Songs and Backroom Ballads, Vol. 3. Audio Fidelity, 1956.