| I'm dancing the seven veils. |
| Want you to pick up my scarf. |
| See how the black moon fades; |
| Soon I can give you my heart. |
| Woo-ooh, |
| Woo-ooh. |
| |
| I don't know no shame, I feel no pain, |
| I can't see the flame. |
| But I do know Mandinka. |
| I do know Mandinka. |
| I do know Mandinka. |
| I do, oh-oh. |
| |
| They're throwing it all this way, |
| Dragging it back to the start. |
| And they say, "See how the glass is raised?" |
| I have refused to take part. |
| I told them, "Drink something new. |
| Please, let me pull something through." |
| |
| I don't know no shame, I feel no pain |
| I can't. |
| I don't know no shame, I feel no pain, |
| I can't see the flame. |
| But I do know Mandinka, |
| I do know Mandinka, |
| I do know Mandinka, |
| I do, |
| I do, |
| I do, |
| I say I do. |
| Soon I can give you my heart. |
| I do |
| Mandinka. |
| Soon I can give you my heart. |
| Soon I can give you my heart. |
| Soon I can give you my heart. |
| Soon I can give you my heart. |
