Prince Ali (Cut Lyrics)
Hail! Your attention I pray!Oh, ye people of AgrabahThis is your lucky day!
Hail! High and low, great and smallLucky people of AgrabahSomeone's coming to call
Someone who tamed the CyclopsThen fought forty thieves, single-handHe's richer than Croesus, he goes where he pleasesAnd this time he's chosen your landSo now here he is with his band
Make way for Prince Ali!Say hey! It's Prince Ali!
Hey! Clear the way in the old bazaarHey you!Let us throughIt's a bright new starOh, come!Be the first on your block to meet his eye!
Make wayHere he comesRing bells, bang the drumsAre you gonna love this guy!
Prince Ali! Fabulous he!Ali AbabwaGenuflect, show some respectDown on one kneeNow, try your best to stay calmBrush up your Sunday salaamThen come and meet his spectacular coterie
Prince Ali!Mighty is he!Ali AbabwaStrong as ten regular men, definitely!He once slew seventy TurksMustaches, sabers, real jerksWho gave those bad guys the works?Why, Prince Ali!
He's got seventy-five golden camelsPurple peacocks?He's got fifty-threeWhen it comes to exotic-type mammalsHas he got a zoo?I'm telling you, it's a world-class menagerie
Prince Ali! Wonderful he, Ali AbabwaHe's essayed quite a parade for you to seeSo get on out in that streetGot someone I wantcha to meetCome on, start kissing the feet of Prince Ali
There's no question this Ali's impressiveThough his entourage may be excessiveAll those elephants at once can quite unnerve one
Still the guy gives a parade new meaningAnd the sight of all those peacocks preeningHe's a prince without a peer and we deserve one
Prince Ali, handsome is he, Ali AbabwaThat physique, how can I speak, weak at the kneeWell, get on out in that squareAdjust your veil and prepareTo gawk and grovel and stareAt Prince Ali
(Sung in counterpoint)There's no question this Ali's alluringNever ordinary, never boringEverything about the man just plain impressesHe's a winner, he's a whiz, a wonderHe's about to pull my heart asunderAnd I absolutely love the way he dresses
He's got ninety-five white Persian monkeys(He's got the monkeys, let's see the monkeys)And to view them he charges no fee(He's generous, so generous)He's got slaves, he's got servants and flunkies(Proud to work for him)They bow to his whim, love serving himThey're just lousy with loyalty to Ali!Prince Ali!
Prince Ali, amorous he, Ali AbabwaHeard your princess was a sight lovely to seeAnd that, good people, is why he got dolled up and dropped byWith sixty elephants, llamas galoreWith his bears and lionsA brass band and moreWith his forty fakirs, his cooks, his bakersHis birds that warble on keyMake way for prince Ali!