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Jim Nabors & Chorus
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It was the nicest little whorehouse she ever saw
It lay about a mile outside the city limits
Sheriff Jack Roy Wallace picked it out for
Miss Wulla Jean in 1910
And she moved there with her girls
From over the hardware store on Main Street
Oh, the little house lay in the green Texas glade
Where the trees were as coolin' as fresh lemonade
Soft summer wind had a trace of perfume
And a fan was turnin' in every room
20 fans-a turnin', they were turnin'
20 fans-a turnin' in every room
Fevers were a-burnin', they were burnin'
And they had to have a way to cool it down
Right from the beginning
The little house was kind of special
Like a home away from home
Miss Wulla Jean put a Pianola in the parlor
To sorta help break the ice
A fella could ask a girl to dance
Or if he held back a little, she'd ask him
And pretty soon they'd get a little business goin'
Two dollars worth
It wasn't long before the place became one of
The better-known pleasure palaces in all of Texas
So much so that the fellas who
Visited during World War one
Sent their sons back in World War two
The hospitality and friendliness never changed
And neither did Miss Wulla Jean's strict set of rules
She liked her ladies, as she called 'em
To treat her customers real good
But never in an unladylike way
And she insisted that each girl check
Her gentleman for the clap
And wash him off with soap and warm water
Some of the fellas claimed that was the best part
Ooh-wee!
It was only during the Hoover depression
That the little house
Had a spell of tough times
Miss Wulla Jean put in a jukebox to spark up business
But it wasn't always easy in them days
To come up with hard cash
So for a while, as the story goes
The girls began accepting poultry in trade
One bird, one lay
And that's how the place got its name
The Chicken Ranch
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20 fans-a turnin', they were turnin'
20 fans-a turnin' in every room
Fevers were a-burnin', they were burnin'
And they had to have a way to cool down
20 fans-a hummin', they were hummin'
20 fans-a hummin' in every room
Customers were comin', they were comin'
And they had to have a way to cool down
Pa-pa, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Pa-pa, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Pa-pa, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Pa-pa, oh-oh-oh-uh-uh
20 fans-a turnin', they were turnin'
20 fans-a turnin' in every room
Fevers were a-burnin', they were burnin'
And they had to have a way to cool down
I'm comin', I'm comin'
I wanna thank You
I wanna thank You, Jesus
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