Ray Stevens
Let me tell you 'bout Ahab The Arab
The sheik of the burning sand
He had emeralds and rubies just dripping off o' him
And a ring on every finger of his hands
He wore a big ole 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
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 US 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 (Arabian speech) which is Arabic
for, 'Stop, Clyde!' and Clyde would say, (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
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 'RC' 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, (Arabian speech) which is Arabic
for, 'Let's twist again like we did last summer, baby.' You know what I mean! Whew!
She looked up at him from off the rug, give him one of the sly looks, she said,
'Crazy baby'. 'Round and around and around and around...
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
©Lowery Music Co.
Hello everybody, this is your action news reporter
With all the news that is news across the nation
On the scene at the super market
There seems to have been some disturbance here
Pardon me sir, did you see what happened?
Yeh, I did...I was standing over there by the tomatoes
And here he come
Running through the pole beans, through the fruits and vegetables
Naked as a jay-bird
And I hollered over at Ethel...I said don't look Ethel
It was too late, she'd already been incensed...
Here he comes, boogedy, boogedy
There he goes, boogedy, boogedy
And he ain't wearin' no clothes
Oh yes, they call him the streak
Fastest thing on two feet
He's just as proud as he can be
Of his anatomy
He's gonna give us a peek
Oh yes, they call him the streak
He likes to show off his physique
If there's an audience to be found
He'll be streakin' around
Invitin' public critique...
This is your action news reporter once again
And we're here at the gas station
Pardon me sir, did you see what happened?
Yeh, I did...I was just in here gettin' my tires checked
And he just appeared out of the traffic
Come streakin' around the grease rack there
Didn't have nothing on but a smile
I looked in there and Ethel was gettin' her a cold drink
I hollered...Don't look Ethel
It was too late...She'd already been mooned
Flashed her right there in front of the shock absorbers
He ain't rude, boogedy, boogedy
He ain't lewd, boogedy, boogedy
He's just in the mood to run in the nude
Oh yes, they call him the streak
He likes to turn the other cheek
He's always making the news
Wearin' just his tennis shoes
Guess you could call him unique...
Once again, your action news reporter in the booth at the gym
Covering the disturbance at the basketball playoffs
Pardon me sir, did you see what happened?
Yeh, I did...Half-time, I was just going down there
To get Ethel a snow cone
Here he come right out of the cheap seats
Dribblin'...right down the middle of the court
Didn't have on nothin' but his PF's
Made a hook shot and got out thru the concession stand
I hollered up at Ethel, I said don't look Ethel
It was too late...She'd already got a free shot
Grandstanded...Right there in front of the home team
Here he comes...look...who's that with him?
Ethel, is that you, Ethel?
What do you think you're doing?
You get your clothes on!
Ethel, where you going?
Ethel, you shameless hussy
Say it isn't so Ethel
Ethel...
©Ahab Music Company, Inc.
We've got a Soviet sub, she's a '79
She's got a nuclear reactor and she runs real fine
We're loyal to the party and the party line
But a sailor's got to have a little fun sometimes
We were out in the Pacific where it's nice and deep
When our sonar operator went and fell asleep
Then a terrible crash awakened every hand
And we woke up stuck here in the California sand
Now here we are, Surfin' U.S.S.R
Malibu, USA, with all the movie stars
Well, I'm gettin kinda tanned gettin' good on guitar
Come on, honey, be my little commissar
We don't wanna start no nuclear fight
We just want to have a beach party tonight...Woo!
Yo, yo-yo, yo, yo
Yo-yo-yo-yo-yo, yo, yo, yo
Yo, yo-yo, yo-yo-yo-yo, yo, yo, yo-yo
Yo, yo-yo, yo-yo-yo-yo, yo, yo, yo
Yo-yo-yo-yo-yo-yo, yo-yo-yo-yo-yo
Surfin' U.S.S.R.
We thought the girls were bewitchin' back at Moscow U
'Till we saw the little honeys here at Malibu
One look through the periscope and we all flipped
It was a mutiny aboard the people's ship
Now here we are, Surfin' U.S.S.R.
Malibu, U.S.A., with all the movie stars
Well, I'm gettin' kind of tanned, gettin' good on guitar
Come on, honey, be my little commissar
We don't wanna start no nuclear fight
We just wanna have a beach party tonight...Woo!
Yo, yo-yo, yo, yo
Yo-yo-yo-yo-yo, yo, yo-yo
Yo, yo-yo, yo-yo-yo-yo, yo, yo, yo-yo
Yo, yo-yo, yo-yo-yo-yo, yo, yo, yo-yo
Yo-yo-yo-yo-yo, yo-yo-yo-yo-yo
Surfin' U.S.S.R
Yo, yo-yo, yo, yo...
He's free as the breeze, he's always at ease
He lives in the jungle and hangs by his knees
As he swings through the trees without a trapeze
In his B.V.D.'s
He's got a union card and he's practicing hard
To play the guitar
Gonna be a big star, yeah, he's gonna go far
And carry moon beams home in a jar
He ordered Chet's Guitar course C.O.D.
Makes 'A' and 'E' and he's working on 'B'
Digs 'C' and 'W' and 'R' and 'B'
And me and the chimpanzee agree that one day soon he will be a celebrity
Chorus
Git it, git it, git it, git it...OW!
Gitarzan, he's a guitar man
He's all you can stand
Give him a hand, Gitarzan
Ahh, ahh, ahh
He's got a girl named Jane with no last name
Kinda homely and plain but he loves her just the same
Cuz she kindles a flame and it drives him insane
When he hears her sing, she really does her thing
It's her claim to fame, come on, sing one Jane
Baby, baby
Ow, baby, baby
Baby, baby
Well, they got a pet monkey
He likes to get drunky
And sing boogie woogie and it sounds real funky
Come on, your time boy, sing one monkey
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Let's hear it for the monkey
On Saturday night they need some excitement
Jane gets right and the monkey gets tight
And their voices unite in the pale moonlight
And it sounds all right, yeah, it's dynamite, it's out of sight
Let's hear it right...now
Baby, ahhh, baby, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Baby, ahhh, baby, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Chorus
Git it, git it, git it, git it...ow!
Gitarzan and his jungle band
They're all you can stand
Give 'em a hand Gitarzan
©Ahab Music Company
Jesus loves the little children
All the children of the world
Red and yellow, black and white
They are precious in his sight
Jesus loves the little children of the world
Chorus
Everything is beautiful in its own way
Like a starry summer night or a snow covered winter's day
Everybody's beautiful in their own way
Under God's heaven the world's gonna find a way
There is none so blind as he who will not see
We must not close our minds we must let our thoughts be free
For every hour that passes by, you know the world gets a little bit older
It's time to realize that beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder
Chorus
We shouldn't care about the length of his hair or the color of his skin
Don't worry about what shows from without but the love that lives within
We gonna get it all together now and everything gonna work out fine
Just take a little time to look on the good side my friend
And straighten it out in your mind
Chorus (Repeat to fade)
©Ahab Music Co., Inc.