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The Bangles - Walk Like An Egyptian

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The Bangles - Walk Like An Egyptian Lyrics
All the old paintings on the tomb
They do the sand dance doncha know 
If they move too quick (oh whey oh)
They're falling down like a domino

And the bazaar man by the Nile 
He got the money on a bet 
All the crocodiles (oh whey oh) 
They snap their teeth on your cigarette 

Foreign types with the hookah pipes say 
Ay oh whey oh, ay oh whey oh 
Walk like an Egyptian 

The blonde waitresses take their trays 
They spin around and they cross the floor 
They've got the moves (oh whey oh) 
You drop your drink then they bring you more 

All the school kids so sick of books 
They like the punk and the metal band 
When the buzzer rings (oh whey oh) 
They're walking like an Egyptian 

All the kids in the marketplace say 
Ay oh whey oh, ay oh whey oh 
Walk like an Egyptian 


Slide feet up street bend your back 
Shift your arm then you pull it back 
Life['s] hard you know (oh whey oh) 
So strike a pose on a Cadillac 

If you want to find all the cops 
They're hanging out in the donut shop 
They sing and dance (oh whey oh) 
They spin the club, cruise down the block 

All the Japanese with their yen 
The party boys call the Kremlin 
And the Chinese know (oh whey oh) 
They walk the line like Egyptian 

All the cops in the donut shop say 
Ay oh whey oh, ay oh whey oh 
Walk like an Egyptian 
Walk like an Egyptian 

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