Friend Like Me Songtext / Lyric

Well Ali Baba had them forty thieves



Sheherezade had a thousand tales

But master you in luck 'cause up your sleeves

You got a brand of magic never fails

You got some power in your corner now

Some heavy ammunition in your camp

You got some punch, pizazz, yahoo and how

See all you gotta do is rub that lamp

And I'll say

Mister Aladdin, sir



What will your pleasure be?

Let me take your order

Jot it down

You ain't never had a friend like me

Life is your restaurant

And I'm your maitre'd






C'mon whisper what it is you want

You ain't never had a friend like me

Yes sir, we pride ourselves on service

You're the boss



The king, the shah

Say what you wish

It's yours! True dish

How about a little more Baklava?

Have some of column "A"

Try all of column "B"



I'm in the mood to help you dude

You ain't never had a friend like me

Can your friends do this?

Can your friends do that?



Do your friends pull this out their little hat?

Can you friends go, poof!

Well, looky here

Can your friends go, Abracadabra, let're rip

And then make the sucker disappear?

So doncha sit there slack jawed, buggy eyed

I'm here to answer all your midday prayers



You got me bona fide, certified

You got a genie for your charge d'affaires

I got a powerful urge to help you out

So what-cha wish? I really wanna know

You got a list that's three miles long, no doubt

Well, all you gotta do is rub like so-and oh

Mister Aladdin, sir, have a wish or two or three

I'm on the job, you big nabob

You ain't never had a friend, never had a friend

You ain't never had a friend, never had a friend

You ain't never ever friend like me

You ain't never had a friend like me