Got a note the other day From a friend of mind [sic],
Said here I am in Turkey Having a wonderful time.
Met a Turkish dancer there, Could she dance, I'll say,
I was only passing thru', But now I'm here to stay;
CHORUS:
Never, never knew-oo-oo
What a gal could do-oo-oo,
With a Turkish towel around her, all around her,
I could never figure out,
what that dance was all about,
She sure could swing a Turkish towel.
She'd twist ev'ry place,
So I never saw her face and
Ev'ry time she'd sha-a-ake,
What a fuss she'd ma-a-ake,
All over just a Turkish towel.
I've been all around the world, What a time I've had,
I've seen all kinds of dances, Some were good and some were bad.
In China, Spain and Timbuctoo I've seen them dance a lot,
But in Turkey when I landed there, Oh what a shock I got;
Never, never knew-oo-oo
What a gal could do-oo-oo,
With a Turkish towel around her, all around her,
From her hips down to her toes,
from her toes up to her hips,
A bathrobe sure would come in handy.
Turks from ev'rywhere,
Come with beards way down to there, there,
Then they all put up a howl,
Someone stole her Turkish towel,
So they bought another Turkish towel.