All the old paintings on the tomb
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They do the sand dance, don'cha know?
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If they move too quick (Oh-Ah-Oh),
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they're falling down like a domino.
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And the bazaar man by the Nile
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He got the money on a bet
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For the crocodiles (Oh-Ah-Oh),
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They snap their teeth on a cigarette.
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Foreign types with their hookah pipes sing:
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Oh-ah-oh-ah-ooo-aaa-ooo-aaa,
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Walk like an Egyptian.
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The blonde waitresses take their trays,
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Spin around and they cross the floor.
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They've got the moves (Oh-Ah-Oh),
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You drop your drink then they bring you more.
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All the school kids so sick of books,
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They like the punk and the metal band.
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When the buzzer rings (Oh-Ah-Oh),
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They're walking like an Egyptian.
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All the kids in the marketplace say:
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Oh-ah-oh-ah-ooo-aaa-ooo-aaa,
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Walk like an Egyptian.
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Line your feet astreet, bend your back,
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Shift your arm, then you pull a clock.
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Like Sergeant O (Oh-Ah-Oh),
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So strike a pose on a Cadillac.
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If you want to find all the cops,
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They're hanging out in the donut shop.
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They sing and dance (Oh-Ah-Oh);
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They spin their clock and cruise on down the block.
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All the Japanese with their Yen,
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The party boys call the Kremlin.
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The Chinese know (Oh-Ah-Oh),
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They walk along like Egyptians.
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All the cops in the donut shops say:
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Oh-ah-oh-ah-ooo-aaa-ooo-aaa,
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Walk like an Egyptian,
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Walk like an Egyptian.
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