They say in a harem a girl has to wear ‘em
Cute silken trousers as the Pasha’s wife
Some charms concealing,
Many beauties revealing,
But oh! the feeling,
In their wonderful eyes!
Harem eyes, always heed them,
You can read them, if you’re wise
But if those eyes all jealous burn
Trifle not, or you’ve got lots to learn.
So watch those harem eyes,
Bold yet tender, passion’s splendor in them lie.
You’ll find that love is sweet,
Once you meet any maiden with the Harem Eyes.
How oft by the river
I’d watch and I’d shiver
To all those beauties ev’ry one a prize
Like angels straying,
Where the fountains are playing,
And I’d be saying,
As I’d look into their eyes!