Shrieks of Sheiks as they run across the movie screen A thousand sand-dune soldiers led by an Arabian Queen And the harem girls move like fancy (Clancy's) dancers In my dirty dreams And I wake up on the floor clutching the bed-lamp And Mama comes in, she screams "Hey you been out with that tramp again last night You know that silver-sequined Arab black bitch The one that Mama don't like ?" But Mama she sings me moontime melodies With this great Top 40 hook She shrugs her shoulders, she don't care Papa just stares and says "Mary, look the girl's alright The girl's alright"
And there's a tenseness in the air He turns and says Don't you know, can't you feel it "Tell me son, what's the word ?" Because there's something hanging there 'Cos you know he can't hear it Pull back the mist and reveal it But don't go near it And even if you fear what you near It's criticized as too absurd Don't conceal it Even the animals fear it 'Cos if what Mama feels is too real Papa says "Fetch me my flashlight, son" She just claims she don't feel it And she stumbles out the front door
So come out from behind your bunkers 'Cos the lift-off's been a bust Oh Papa's Gone and Mama's dead And buried in my rocket dust You're alone now for the first time Don't worry, 'cos that's all right All fear will completely disappear Come the Arabian Night
Well the soundman smiles and turns the dials To set the meter readin' rising He pulls the singer's voice from out of his pocket To see if the audience likes it Oh and in the very first row sits sweet Jenny Rue With a bell on her shoe and she wants him to make it He flicks
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