DANCING DIVAS

Cue the Turkish music ...
The rhythem of the drums
Make sure that you don't lose it
Watching shakin' bums and tums

It's the Dancing Divas
Looking oh, so arabesque
The pitch it reaches fever
As they shake their treasure chests

Hip circles and hip hits
Help to shake the other bits
Smiling, shimmying hip drops
Bangles, beads and crop tops

Their bodies shimmy and swing
As they flash their shiny bling
Their bangles they all jangle
Each finger adorned with rings

Then the Dancing Queens
Head back to the harem
Another show is done
By the girls who shake their tums