I’m mad about a sheik
I must have his embrace
And when he’s near me; dear me
I’ll tell him to his face.
Oh Ali Baba, be my baby,
Take me by the hand;
Maybe we’ll make love huh, maybe?
On the desert sand! Ah, on the desert sand.
Ali Baba, sell your harem,
Why pay all the rent?
Send your harem harum scarum,
Come into my tent. Ah, come into my tent!
Forget the lady waitin’ in Persia,
I’m the girl who really prefers ya!
When a dreamy melody stirs ya,
You just come to me!
Shimmy dancers doin’ it sock-o
Try to tempt you back in Morocco,
But I’ll chase ‘em off o’ the block oh,
You belong to me!
Ali Baba, be my baby,
I’m at your command;
Maybe make some love huh, maybe?
On the desert sand!
Ah on the desert sand.
On the desert sand! Huh?
(Interlude, optional)
I’ll peel you a grape!
I’ll pour you some wine!
I’ll show you a shape
That’s mine, all mine!
We both have a horse,
But mine is big and white.
C’mon a my horse, my horse,
We’ll ride off in the night.
So, Ali Baba, be my baby,
I’m at your command;
Maybe make some love huh, maybe?
On the desert sand!
I’ll peel you a grape!
I’ll pour you some tea!
I’ll show you the shape
That’s shaking Ar-a-bee!
I have a burning wish
To steal away with you.
I wanna ride on, glide on
A camel built for two!
So, Ali Baba, be my baby,
I’m at your command;
Maybe make some love huh, maybe?
On the desert sand! |