Lyrics:
Egyptian cream, she loves to smearShe loves to smear it everywhereOn her face and on her handsTill she feels like she's a manAnd when the change comes and the hair grows all over her skin She's a natural; she's part of the body she's inIn the Sahara, there she layOn an ironing board one dayShe was gone for seven monthsHadn't guessed what happened once When they told her 'You're pregnant.' she threw up her handsAnd thousands of fingers grew out of the sandEgyptian creamEgyptian cream, she loves to smearShe loves to smear it everywhere When you're sore, too sore to dreamTry some more Egyptian creamAnd when the change comes and the grass grows all over the moundThe tadpoles come slithering out of the groundEgyptian cream