In the middle of a caravan
On a four wheel drive oasis
There’s a man with a thought in mind
To cash in on the desert faces
He’s got a truckload of Yorkshire girls
For your harem going places
And the border bums never saw
The guns in the whiskey cases
There’s a real, big demand
And it’s written in the palm of his hand
He’s gonna change the face of the desert
He’s gonna sweep away the sand
Hang on sheik, I’ve got a yellow streak
I ain’t here, I’m a mirage
Get back Des, keep it under your fez
And don’t give us away in the massage
Look what I did for the pyramid
I put a pool in and made it pay
I built an elevator and a film theatre
And I shipped it to the U.S.A.
`Cos there’s a real big demand
And it’s written in the palm of my hand
I’m gonna change the face of the desert
I’m gonna sweep away the sand
Hang on friends!
There’s a lot more goodies in the pipeline
So this ain’t the time to close the deal
Here’s the deal
Ooh, now you’ve got a Howitzer all of your own
Ooh, and a Panzer division to chauffeur you home
Gun running is fun
But hang on, friends, hang on friends
Allah be praised, there’s a whole new craze
We’re gonna shoot up the foreign legion
And it’s up with the sheik
And down with the frog
We’re gonna liberate the region!
Oh Effendi, we’re gonna bury your head in the sand
Oh Effendi, you better get off my doggone land
Hey, Prince of the moonbeams
Son of the Sun,
Light of a thousand stars
Your gorillas are urban
And there’s bourbon on your turban
And the sun shines out of your ass
Oh Effendi, I’m gonna grovel in your wake
Oh Effendi, it’s all been a big mistake
You’re gonna cut out my liver
If I don’t deliver
Things are getting out of hand
I’m going to ride off into the sunset and
Make a deal with the promised land
Goodbye friends
There’s no more goodies in the pipeline
I picked myself up in a downtown bar
You know the feelin’ was lousy
But as I’d come this far
Well it’s too easy to drink
When nobody’s home
But I hate to eat alone
‘N’ frozen dinners don’t do much for me
When you’ve got T.V. on the table
‘N’ T.V. on T.V.
All you do is chew your fingers
Down to the bone
I hate to eat alone
Like the actor who’s forgotten his words
You stumble through the story line
Another place another time
When you were with me
They say the city’s rotten to the core
There’s no communication with each other anymore
But we stopped talkin’ to each other a long time before
And I hate to eat alone
Hear it in my words
See it in my eyes
Since you went away
I wear a cheap disguise
Waitin’ for the mornin’
Waitin’ on the light
Hopin’ for the sunshine
Before the night
I didn’t tell you that I had to change
So you just took it for granted
That we’d remain the same
I know that nobody’s guilty
No one’s to blame so I end up on my own
God I hate to eat alone
I hate to eat alone
I hate to eat alone
I hate to eat alone
(Performed by Letters To Cleo)
I want you to want me
I need you to need me
I’d love you to love me
I’m beggin’ you to beg me
I want you to want me
I need you to need me
I’d love you to love me
I’ll shine up my old brown shoes
Put on a brand new shirt
Get home early from work
If you say that you love me
Didn’t I, didn’t I, didn’t I see you cryin’
Oh, didn’t I, didn’t I, didn’t I see you cryin’
Feeling all alone without a friend you know you feel like dying
Oh, didn’t I, didn’t I, didn’t I see you cryin’
I want you to want me
I need you to need me
I’d love you to love me
I’m beggin’ you to beg me
I’ll shine up my old brown shoes
Put on a brand new shirt
Get home early from work
If you say that you love me
Didn’t I, didn’t I, didn’t I see you cryin’
Oh, didn’t I, didn’t I, didn’t I see you cryin’
Feeling all alone without a friend you know you feel like dying
Oh, didn’t I, didn’t I, didn’t I see you cryin’
I want you to want me
I need you to need me
I’d love you to love me
I’m beggin’ you to beg me
I want you to want me
I want you to want me
I want you to want me
I want you to want me