Band Vocal

When the first sweet notes of the music sound

The boys all gather from miles around

Just to see Egyptian Ella

And folks all know when those caravans

Start pouring in from desert sands

That it must be Egyptian Ella

Then Mister Sphinx sits up and blinks

There’s so much to see

She squirms and shakes so the worms and snakes

All bite themselves with jealousy

She’s a great big gal in a great big land

And the boys all give her a great big hand

How they love Egyptian Ella

The boys hang a round but she plainly states

She doesn’t care a fig about dates

And they can’t make Egyptian Ella

A sheik tried to kidnap her once I’m told

But she shook so much that he lost his hold

He couldn’t hold Egyptian Ella

So the Pasha wrote her a royal note

With his royal fist

It said because of the dance she does

She’s in his royal waiting list

And that’s how fame of a different sort

Has come at last from an indoor sport

To our own Egyptian Ella