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 N/C 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 N/C (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