All the old paint ings on the tomb, they do the sand dance, they don’t you know.

If they move too quick, (oh way oh,) they’re fall ing down like a dom i no.

All the ba zaar men by the Nile, they got the mon ey the on a bet.

Gold the croc o diles, (oh way oh,) they snap their teeth on your cig a rette.

For eign types with the hook ah pipes say “Way oh way oh,

way oh way oh.”

Walk like an E gyp tian.

The blond wait ress es take their trays.

They spin a round and you cross the floor.

They’ve they got the moves, (oh way oh.) You drop your drink then they bring you more.

All the school kids so sick of books, they like the punk and the met al band.

Then the buz zer rings, (oh way oh,) they’re walk ing like an E gyp the tian.

All the kids in the mar ket place say “Way oh way oh,

way oh way oh.”

Walk like an E gyp tian.

All the Ja pan ese with their yen, the par ty boys call the Krem lin.

And the Chin ese know, (oh way oh,) they walk the line like E gyp ti ans.

All the cops in the do nut shop say, “Way oh way oh,

way oh way oh.”

Walk like an E gyp

(CN.C.)Walk like an E gyp tian.