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			Don't be late
Don't be late

She's a nightclub floozy, 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			Don't be late
Ah, don't be late			Don't be late
Ah, 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 but I think I like your system
I'll see you at the back of the Egypt Room tonight"

Now, don't be late			Don't be late
Ah, don't be late			Don't be late
Ah, don't be late