Golden-furred dromedary, I'd like to hitch a ride
Come take me to your master, and be my secret guide.
He aroused my desire, the hottest of the sheikhs
Below his swaying caftan, is where I want to glide.

I lost my heart at Qatar, I lost my heart at Qatar
I'd love to stroke his hairy chest, under the morning star
I lost my heart at Qatar, I lost my heart at Qatar
Then move down to his woolly crotch and suck his bronze cigar.

Allah-la-la-la-la-la-la-la … Allah-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Allah-la-la-la-la-la-la-la …. Sha-ha-ria!
Allah-la-la-la-la-la-la-la … Allah-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Allah-la-la-la-la-la-la-la …. Sha-ha-ria!

Sheikh Mohammed bin Hamad, Khalifa al Thani
Got wind of my desires, and sent his appointee
I was oh so excited, joined him weak at the knees
But rather than a lover, I'm now an amputee.

I lost my arm at Qatar, I lost my arm at Qatar
As when the sabre hit on me, my limb said au revoir.
I lost my arm at Qatar, I lost my arm at Qatar
Got hacked off and embalmed with oils, displayed at the bazaar

Allah-la-la-la-la-la-la-la …Allah-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Allah-la-la-la-la-la-la-la …. Sha-ha-ria!

I lost my arm at Qatar, I lost my arm at Qatar
Instead of stroking hairy chests and sucking bronze cigars

I lost my arm at Qatar, I lost my arm at Qatar
But luckily I wasn't hanged or showered with hot …
Or showered with hot …
Or showered with hot tar … yay!