A song that makes you want to dance.
A song that makes you want to dance.

All the old paintings on the tombs
They do the sand dance don’t you know
If they move too quick
(Oh whey oh)
They’re falling down like a domino

(I’ve never had the patience for domino’s.)

All the bazaar men by the Nile
They got the money on a bet
Gold crocodiles
(Oh whey oh)
They snap their teeth on your cigarette

(Get your own smokes, I’m poor.)

Foreign types with the hookah pipes say
(Ay oh whey oh, ay oh whey oh)
Walk like an Egyptian

(Not only foreign types have a hookah pipe.)

The blond waitresses take their trays
They spin around and they cross the floor
They’ve got the moves
(Oh whey oh)
You drop your drink then they bring you more

(I’ll take a Mai Tai, I’m a klutz. )

All the school kids so sick of books
They like the punk and the metal band
When the buzzer rings
(Oh whey oh)
They’re walking like an Egyptian

(Metallica kicks ass!)Β 

All the kids in the market place say
(Ay oh whey oh, ay oh whey oh)
Walk like an Egyptian

(Why are there kids in the market place? They should be in school.)

Slide your feet up the street bend your back
Shift your arm then you pull it back
Life’s hard you know
(Oh whey oh)
So strike a pose on a Cadillac

(For fucks sake, someone call a medic!)

If you want to find all the cops
They’re hanging out in the donut shop
They sing and dance
(Oh whey oh)
They spin the clubs cruise down the block

(Why do I smell bacon?)

All the Japanese with their Yen
The party boys call the Kremlin
And the Chinese know
(Oh whey oh)
They walk the line like Egyptian

(Eggrolls!)

All the cops in the donut shop say
(Ay oh whey oh, ay oh whey oh)
Walk like an Egyptian
Walk like an Egyptian

(Sure they do. Why do I doubt that highly?)

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