Shiek
I met a shiek from Mozambique Who led me to the Congo. He dreamed to go to Mexico And sample a burrito.
My temperature had risen again, It must have been a hundred and ten.
Under the oaks I was telling some jokes And thinkin' I had it made- Gettin' on with the folks, havin' some Coke And coolin' off in the shade.
My temperature had risen again, And it must have been a hundred and ten.
I took a boat that couldn't float To Rio de Janeiro. So with my scuba I swam to Cuba But I'll be gone tomorrow.
My temperature had risen again, It must have been a hundred and ten.
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