Ahab The Arab - Hit Crew Masters

Let me tell you ＇bout Ahab The Arab

The Sheik of the burning sand

He had emeralds and rubies just dripping off ＇a him

And a ring on every finger of his hands

He wore a big ol＇ 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

U.S. 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

Which is arabic for,

＂stop, Clyde!＂ and Clyde would say,

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 ＂R C＂ 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,

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＂.