Shiek

I met a shiek from Mozambique
Who led me to the Congo
He dreamed to go to Mexico
And sample a burritoMy temperature had risen again
It must have been a hundred and tenUnder 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 shadeMy temperature had risen again
It must have been a hundred and tenI took a boat that couldn't float
To Rio De Janeiro
So with my scuba I swam to Cuba
But I'll be gone tomorrowMy temperature had risen again
It must have been a hundred and ten