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Now the king told the boogie men
You got to let that raga drop
The oil down the desert way
Has been shakin' to the top
The king, he drove his Cadillac
He went a-cruisin' down the ville
The muezzin was standing
On the radiator grille
Shareef don't like it
Rock the Casbah
Rock the Casbah
Shareef don't like it
Rock the Casbah
Rock the Casbah
By order of the prophet
Oh, we ban that boogie sound
Degenerate the faithful
With that crazy Casbah sound
But the bedouin, he 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
Shareef don't like it
Rock the Casbah
Rock the Casbah
Shareef don't like it
Rock the Casbah
Rock the Casbah
Now, over at the temple
Oh, they really pack them in
The in crowd says it's cool
To dig that Casbah thing
But as the wind changed directions
And the temple band took five
The crowd, they caught a whiff of
Of that crazy Casbah jive
Shareef don't like it
Rock the Casbah
Rock the Casbah
Shareef don't like it
Rock the Casbah
Rock the Casbah
Now, king, he told his jet pilots
"Boys, you've got to earn your pay
So drop your bombs between the minarets
Down the Casbah way"
But as soon as the shareef had shuffled outta there
The jet pilots turned to the co*kpit radio blare
Soon as the shareef was outta their hair
The jet pilots wailed
Shareef don't like it
Rock the Casbah
Rock the Casbah
Shareef don't like it
Rock the Casbah
Rock the Casbah
Shareef don't like it (He thinks it's not kosher)
Rock the Casbah
Rock the Casbah
Shareef don't like it
Rock the Casbah
Rock the Casbah