Ho! (sniff) Ho! (sniff) baby, take a whiff of me!"
(The sniffing sound indicating the snuffing up into the nostril of the "snow," or "happy dust," as it is called in the underworld.)
Then there was the song about lice:
"There's a lice in jail
As big as a rail;
When you lie down
They'll tickle your tail—
Hard times in jail, poor boy!..."
And another, more general:
"Along come the jailer