Now, Arab sheikhs on the burning sands,
Come into their harems and clap their hands,
Said, "Come on, girls, are 你 ready to play?
Let's have a little 更多 of that swingin' today."
Now, in the land of Fu Manchu,
The girls all now do the Suzie-Q,
Clap their hands in the center of the floor,
Saying, "Ching, ching, chop-suey, 摇摆, 秋千 some more!"

Now, geisha girls in old Japan,
Wink behind their peacock fans,
Since they learned to say, "Yeah!
Let's 摇摆, 秋千 it like Amelican's 摇摆, 秋千 摇摆, 秋千 dance!"

Now, Gypsy caravans have changed their mode,
They truck down the Romany road,
With their hi-de-hos, and their hey-hey-diddle,
Doin' the 摇摆, 秋千 on the Gypsy fiddle.

Them eastern wisemen know the story,
Of the 摇摆, 秋千 with Oriental glory,
They stroke their beards and grin,
Sayin', "Swing, little children, till the dawn comes in!"
Now, geisha girls in old Japan,
Wink behind their peacock fans,
Since they learned to say, "Yeah!
Let's 摇摆, 秋千 it like Amelican's 摇摆, 秋千 摇摆, 秋千 dance!"

Gypsy caravans have changed their mode,
They truck down the Romany road,
With their hi-de-hos, and their hey-hey-diddle,
Doin' the 摇摆, 秋千 on the Gypsy fiddle.