Blow Smoke in Your Eyes

(tune: Smoke Gets in Your Eyes,
by Jerome Kern and Otto Harbach (1933))

They ask me how I knew the facts were not true
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, Of course I deny
I am just blowing smoke in their eyes
(I-do-do, I-do-do, I-do-do, whoa)

They say, “Someday folks’ll know what you say ain’t so”
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, With my pants on fire
None will realize it’s my smoke in their eyes

So, I blather on and slather my con
So thick who could doubt my truth
And so soon, the facts have gone away
I am just oh so couth (just oh so couth)

Fake news may loudly chide lies I will not hide
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, So I smile and say
“When the True Master lies
Smoke gets in your eyes”
(smoke gets in your eyes)

Blow smoke in your eyes