KINKY FRIEDMAN - AHAB THE ARAB lyrics

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Ahab The Arab<br>

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(Ray Stevens)<br>

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Let me tell you ‘bout Ahab the Arab, the Sheik of the burning sand,<br>

He had emeralds and rubies just a-dripping off ‘a him and a ring on every finger of his hand.<br>

He wore a big old turban wrapped around his head, a scimitar by his side<br>

And every evening about midnight he’d jump on his camel named Clyde.<br>

And ride silently through the night to the Sultan’s tent<br>

Where he would secretly meet up with Fatima of the Seven Veils.<br>

She was the swingin’est number one dancer in the Sultan’s whole harem.<br>

It was like him and her they had a little Adam going, you see,<br>

Behind the old bugger’s back.<br>

And you could hear him talking to his camel<br>

And as he rode out across the dunes past the oil wells<br>

His voice would cut through the still night desert air<br>

And he’d say, “Maaaaaaa oyy oyy oyy !!!”<br>

Which is Arabic for “Oh, baby ...”<br>

And Clyde would say, “Yewrah raaaoww uh uh uh uh uh!”<br>

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Well, he brought his camel to a screeching halt at the rear of Fatima’s tent,<br>

Jumped off Clyde, snuck around the corner and into the tent he went.<br>

There he saw Fatima laying on a, on a zebra skin rug,<br>

With rings on her fingers, bells on her toes and a bone in her nose, eeeeyye.<br>

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There she was friends and neighbors, laying there in all her radiant beauty,<br>

She was eating on a raisin, had a grape, and an apricot, and a pomegranate,<br>

A bowl of chitterlings, two bananas, three Hershey bars, four burritos,<br>

Sipping on a frozen margarita, listening to a transistor radio,<br>

Watching the Grand Ole Opry, reading Rolling Stone magazine and singing Rocky Mountain High.<br>

And Ahab walked up to her and he said, “Yeeeiiaaaahowowhidehowdihi!”<br>

Which is Arabic for, “Let’s boogie again like we did last summer, baby.”<br>

And she said, “Oh, Ahab, ah ha uh, Ahab.” “Crazy, baby.”<br>

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And that’s the story about Ahab the Arab, the sheik of the burning sand,<br>

He had emeralds and rubies just a-dripping off ‘a him and a ring on every finger of his hand.<br>

He wore a big old turban wrapped around his head, a scimitar by his side,<br>

And every evening about midnight he’d jump on his camel named Clyde ...<br>

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