Let me tell you 'bout Ahab, the Arab
The sheik of the burnin sand
He had emeralds and rubies just drippon offa him
And a ring on every finger of his hand
He wore a big ol' turban, wrapped around his head
And a scimitar by his side, and
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Silently through the night to the sulten's tent where he would secretly meet up
with Fatima of the Seven Veils, swingingest grade "A" number one US choice dancer
Well he brought that camel to a screeching halt
(eeeeeerrrrrh!) in the rear of Fatima's tent
Jumped off Clyde, snuck around the corner
And into the tent he went
There he saw Fatima, layin on a zebra skin rug, with
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(laugh) There she was friends, lyin there in all her radiant beauty, eatin on a
raisen, grape, apricot, pomegranate, bowl of chittlin's, two bananas, three Hershey
('Round and around and around and around and around and around and around)
Yeah, that's the story 'bout Ahab, the Arab
The sheik of the burnin sand
Ahab, the Arab, the sheik of the burnin sand