Well Ali Baba had them forty thieves
Scheherezad-ie had a thousand tales
But master you in luck ’cause up your sleeves. You got a brand of magic never fails. You got some power in your corner now. Some heavy ammunition in your camp. You got some punch, pizzazz, yahoo and how. See all you gotta do is rub that lamp
And I’ll say, Mister Aladdin, sir,
What will your pleasure be?
Let me take your order. Jot it down.
You ain’t never had a friend like me
You’re the boss, the king, the shah Say what you wish. It’s yours, true dish
How about a little more Baklava?
Mister Aladdin, sir, have a wish or two or three. I’m on the job, you big nabob
You ain’t never had a friend, never had a friend. You ain’t never had a friend, never had a friend. You ain’t never had a friend like me. You ain’t never had a friend like me, hah!
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