Ayesha

'99 in the streets of Damascus
you were leaving university and stopped to ask us
if we were together and I said we were
my girlfriend left then you said
it's adhan so climb on my minaret
allahu akbar now gimme some more of that
Haunted gaze and a butterfly suit,
Mohammed broke the mold when he made you

'87 in the streets of Beirut
you were screaming revolution but I thought you were cute
Maybe my advances seemed somewhat obtuse
but still you took me out for some
couscous in the corner restaurant
under that hijab is everything I could want
enchanted gaze and a butterfly suit,
Allah broke the mold when he made you

Last year in the slums of Mumbai
you threw me such a smile I wanted to cry
Your father didn't like the way you're looking at me
So we ran 'cross the Arabian
Sea floor so fast it seemed like we would die
But I knew better when you looked into my eyes
(with your) haunted gaze and butterfly suit
Allah broke the mold when he made you