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| | I am an Alaskan, American, and a human. | | I am an Alaskan, American, and a human. |
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| | + | Now the king told the boogie men |
| | + | You have to let that raga drop |
| | + | The oil down the desert way |
| | + | Has been shakin' to the top |
| | + | The sheik he drove his cadillac |
| | + | He went a cruisin' down the ville |
| | + | The muezzin was a standing |
| | + | On the radiator grille |
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| | + | Chorus |
| | + | The shareef don't like it |
| | + | Rockin' the casbah |
| | + | Rock the casbah |
| | + | The shareef don't like it |
| | + | Rockin' the casbah |
| | + | Rock the casbah |
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| | + | By order of the prophet |
| | + | We ban that boogie sound |
| | + | Degenerate the faithful |
| | + | With that crazy casbah sound |
| | + | But the Bedouin they brought out |
| | + | The electric camel drum |
| | + | The local guitar picker |
| | + | Got his guitar picking thumb |
| | + | As soon as the shareef |
| | + | Had cleared the square |
| | + | They began to wail |
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| | + | Chorus |
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| | + | Now over at the temple |
| | + | Oh! they really pack em in |
| | + | The in crowd say its cool |
| | + | To dig this chanting thing |
| | + | But as the wind changed direction |
| | + | The temple band took five |
| | + | The crowd caught a wiff |
| | + | Of that crazy casbah jive |
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| | + | Chorus |
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| | + | The king called up his jet fighters |
| | + | He said you better earn your pay |
| | + | Drop your bombs between the minarets |
| | + | Down the casbah way |
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| | + | As soon as the shareef was |
| | + | Chauffeured outta there |
| | + | The jet pilots tuned to |
| | + | The cockpit radio blare |
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| | + | As soon as the shareef was |
| | + | Outta their hair |
| | + | The jet pilots wailed |
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| | + | Chorus |
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| | + | He thinks its not kosher |
| | + | Fundamentally he cant take it. |
| | + | You know he really hates it. |