richard thompson
the egypt room
Now Hobnail Kelly and the Beefcake kid Just rolled into town from the Land of sown-up faces Looking for a woman who can Punch and kick and bite Slide on down to the Egypt room Find the only woman who’s Holding all the aces The Princess is dancing At the Egypt Room tonight Don’t be late Don’t be late Don’t be late She’s a nightclub floosie, nothing but a tramp But she moves like a snake And she shimmies like a fish in the ocean She can fool with a man ‘till He doesn’t know wrong from right She’s got diamonds flashing, ruby rings She sparkles like the Nile when She does her original motion The Princess is dancing At the Egypt Room tonight Now don’t be late Ah don’t be late Oh don’t be late The man with the cane and Italian shoes He walks like a lion looking For a lonely Christian He peeps at the Princess and His bloodshot eyes open wide He says, meet me, princess, after the show I’m a gambling man and I think I like your system I’ll see you at the back of The Egypt Room tonight Now don’t be late Oh don’t be late Ah don’t be late