The blonde waitresses take their trays 
They spin around and they cross the floor 
They've got the moves 
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  
They're walking like an Egyptian 

All the kids in the marketplace say 
Walk like an Egyptian 

Slide your feet up the street, bend your back 
Shift your arm, then you pull it back 
Life is hard you know  
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  
They spin the clubs, [bad word] down the block 

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

All the cops in the donut shop say 
Walk like an Egyptian