Song of the Day… I feel like I’m walking…

“Walk Like an Egyptian” by The Bangles, 1986

All the old paintings on the tombs
They do the sand dance don’t you know
If they move too quick (oh wayy oh)
They’re falling down like a domino

All the bazaar men by the Nile
They got the money on a bet
Gold crocodiles (oh wayy oh)
They snap their teeth on your cigarette

Foreign types with the hookah pipes say
Ayy oh wayy oh, ayy oh wayy oh
Walk like an Egyptian

The blonde waitresses take their trays
They spin around and they cross the floor
They’ve got the moves (oh wayy oh)
You drop your drink then they bring you more

All the school kids so sick of books
They like the punk and the metal band
When the buzzer rings (oh wayy oh)
They’re walking like an Egyptian

All the kids in the marketplace say
Ayy oh wayy oh, ayy oh wayy oh
Walk like an Egyptian

Slide your feet up the street bend your back
Shift your arm then you pull it back
Life’s hard you know (oh whey oh)
So strike a pose on a Cadillac

If you want to find all the cops
They’re hanging out in the donut shop
They sing and dance (oh wayy oh)
Spin the clubs, cruise down the block

All the Japanese with their yen
The party boys call the Kremlin
And the Chinese know (oh wayy oh)
They walk the line like Egyptian

All the cops in the donut shops say
Ayy oh wayy oh, ayy oh wayy oh
Walk like an Egyptian
Walk like an Egyptian