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Sounds of the Eighties: The Rolling Stone Collection 1986–1987
01. Sledgehammer
02. Beds Are Burning
03. Big Love
04. Higher Love
05. Father Figure
06. Right Next Door (Because of Me)
07. True Colors
08. I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For
09. Keep Your Hands to Yourself
10. (You Gotta) Fight for Your Right (to Party)
11. Walk Like an Egyptian
12. If You Were a Priest
13. I Want Your Sex, Parts 1 & 2
14. Bizarre Love Triangle
15. 4th of July
16. Pretty in Pink
17. Where the Streets Have No Name
All the old-paintings on the tomb
They do the sand dance, don't you know?
If they move too quick (oh-way-oh)
They're falling down like a domino

All the bazaar men by the Nile
They got the money on a bet
Gold crocodiles (oh-way-oh)
They snap their teeth on your cigarette

Foreign types with the hookah pipes say
"Way oh-way-oh, way oh-way-oh"
Walk like an Egyptian

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

All the kids in the marketplace say
"Way-oh, way-oh, oh-way, oh-way-oh"
Walk like an Egyptian

Slide your feet up the street, bend your back
Shift your arm, then you pull it back
Life's hard, you know (oh-way-oh)
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 (oh-way-oh)
They spin the clubs, cruise down the block

All the Japanese with their yen
The party boys call the Kremlin
And the Chinese know (oh-way-oh)
They walk the line like Egyptian

All the cops in the donut shop say
"Way-oh, way-oh, oh-way, oh-way-oh"
Walk like an Egyptian
Walk like an Egyptian