Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ahab, the Arab, artist - Ray Stevens. Date of issue: 29.05.2014
Song language: English
Ahab, the Arab |
| Let me tell you 'bout Ahab The Arab |
| The Sheik of the burning sand |
| He had emeralds and rubies just dripping off 'a him |
| And a ring on every finger of his hands |
| He wore a big ol' turban wrapped around his head |
| And a scimitar by his side |
| And every evening about midnight |
| He’d jump on his camel named Clyde… and ride |
| Spoken |
| Silently through the night to the sultan’s tent where he would secretly meet up |
| with Fatima of the Seven Veils, swingingest grade «A» number one U.S. |
| choice dancer in the Sultan’s whole harem, 'cause, heh, him and her had a |
| thing going. |
| You know, and they’d been carrying on for some time now behind the |
| Sultan’s back and you could hear him talk to his camel as he rode out across |
| the dunes, his voice would cut through the still night desert air and he’d say |
| (imitate Arabian speech) which is arabic for, «stop, Clyde!» |
| and Clyde would |
| say, (imitate camel voice). |
| Which is camel for, «What the heck did he say |
| anyway?» |
| Well… |
| He brought that camel to a screeching halt |
| At the rear of Fatima’s tent jumped off Clyde |
| Snuck around the corner and into the tent he went |
| There he saw Fatima laying on a Zebra skin rug |
| Wearing rings on her fingers and bells on her toes |
| And a bone in her nose ho, ho |
| Spoken |
| There she was friends lying there in all her radiant beauty. |
| Eating on a raisin, |
| grape, apricot, pomegranate, bowl of chitterlings, two bananas, |
| three Hershey bars, sipping on a «R C» Co-Cola listening to her transistor, |
| watching the Grand Ole Opry on the tube reading the Mad magazine while she |
| sung, «Does your chewing gum lose it’s flavor?» |
| and Ahab walked up to her and |
| he said, (imitate Arabian speech) which is arabic for, «Let's twist again like |
| we did last summer, baby.» |
| (laughter) You know what I mean! |
| Whew! |
| She looked up at him from off the rug, give him one of the sly looks, she said, |
| (coy, girlish laugh) «Crazy baby» |
| 'Round and around and around and around… etc |
| And that’s the story 'bout Ahab the Arab |
| The Sheik of the Burnin' sand |
| Ahab the Arab |
| The swinging Sheik of the burnin' sand |