Disney`s Aladin Prince Ali Lyrics

Prince Ali Lyrics

Make way for Price Ali 

 Say hey! It's Prince Ali 

  

 Hey! Clear the way in the old Bazaar 

 Hey you! Let us through! 

 It's a bright new star! 

 Oh come! 

 Be the first on your block to meet his eye! 

  

 Make way! Here he comes! 

 Ring bells! Bang the drums! 

 Are you gonna love this guy! 

  

 Prince Ali! Fabulous he! 

 Ali Ababwa! 

 Genuflect, show some respect 

  

 Down on one knee! 

 Now, try your best to stay calm 

 Brush up your Sunday salaam 

 Then come and meet his spectacular coterie 

  

 Prince Ali! Mighty is he! 

 Ali Ababwa! 

 Strong as ten regular men, definitely! 

  

 He faced the galloping hordes 

 A hundred bad guys with swords 

 Who sent those goons to their lords? 

 Why, Prince Ali 

  

 He's got seventy-five golden camels 

 Purple peacocks he's got fifty-three 

 When it comes to exotic type mammals 

 Has he got a zoo? 

 I'm telling you, it's a world-class menagerie! 

  

 Prince Ali! Handsome is he! There's no question this Ali's alluring 

 Ali Ababwa! Never ordinary, never boring 

 That physique! How can I speak? Everything about the man just plain impresses


 Weak at the knee 

 Well, get on out in that square He's a winner, he's a whiz, a wonder! 

 Adjust your veil and prepare He's about to pull my heart asunder! 

 To gawk and grovel and stare at Prince Ali! And 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 servants and flunkies 

 (Proud to work for him!) 

 They bow to his whim love serving him 

 They're just lousy whith loyalty to Ali! 

 Prince Ali! 

  

 Prince Ali! Amorous he! 

 Ali Ababwa! 

 Heard your princess was a sight lovely to see 

 And that, good people, is why 

 He got dolled up and dropped by 

 With sixty elephants, llamas galore 

 Whith his bears and lions 

 A brass band and more 

 Whith his forty fakirs, his cooks, his bakers 

 His birds that warble on key 

 Make way for Prince Ali