Arabian Playboy by The Panturas Lyrics
[Verse 1: Oscar Lolang]
Assalamualaikum, my beloved folks
Here’s a tale of a slick man
Pictures of heaven on his brain
And golden watch on his hand
Had Angels ‘round the oceans
Told em to bend down the trend
Ah yes, it’s Abdullah the Playboy
Watch him when he moves my friend
[Verse 2: Oscar Lolang]
He stopped his boat and stepped on the pier
He bulged his eyes and walked like musketeer
He called and asked for an escort
Not a sightseeing
He wanted more said he
A lady company
[Chorus 1: Abyan Nabilio & Oscar Lolang]
He said the ocean can be boring (Playboy!)
But he has a woman with his ring (Playboy!)
Met him one day when night’s ain’t cold
Said the women can be bought
[Verse 3: Oscar Lolang]
He sailed his fancy boat
From an unknown coast on the Persian bay
He docked on every port for a brief moment
Yet he always had time to sway
He carried on his back carpets of gold
And loads of heavenly smell perfume
Once he’s on land, He throws money
To make lovely ladies bloom
Like a waving plume
[Verse 4: Abyan Nabilio & Oscar Lolang]
(Oi Abdullah, Oi Abdullah)
That’s him
(The pretty man from Middle East)
He has a Leopard as a pet
He just can’t get enough of fun
One day his wife noticed what he was doing here
Then she came to him and said
“Fuck you Mister! Now I’m in charge with the savings!"
We’re going back to Dubai!”
So that’s the end of Abdullah’s journey
He no longer owns the boat and the money
He’s going back and sticks in his home
His wife is sad
Oi Abdullah, you’re done!
[Chorus: Abyan Nabilio & Oscar Lolang]
He said the ocean can be boring (Playboy!)
But he has a woman with his ring (Playboy!)
Met him one day when night’s ain’t cold
Said the women can be bought
[Chorus 1: Abyan Nabilio & Oscar Lolang]
Came with a gun and forced him shut (Playboy!)
Said, "he is the man with the only guts" (Playboy!)
Shot him right on his pretty brain
Still, he went and fuck 'em slut
[Outro: Abyan Nabilio & Oscar Lolang]
(Playboy!) He’s going back
(Playboy!) Sticks in his home
(Playboy!) His wife is sad
(Playboy!) Oi Abdullah
(Playboy!) Oi Abdullah
(Playboy!) Oi Abdullah
You’re done! (Playboy!)
Assalamualaikum, my beloved folks
Here’s a tale of a slick man
Pictures of heaven on his brain
And golden watch on his hand
Had Angels ‘round the oceans
Told em to bend down the trend
Ah yes, it’s Abdullah the Playboy
Watch him when he moves my friend
[Verse 2: Oscar Lolang]
He stopped his boat and stepped on the pier
He bulged his eyes and walked like musketeer
He called and asked for an escort
Not a sightseeing
He wanted more said he
A lady company
[Chorus 1: Abyan Nabilio & Oscar Lolang]
He said the ocean can be boring (Playboy!)
But he has a woman with his ring (Playboy!)
Met him one day when night’s ain’t cold
Said the women can be bought
[Verse 3: Oscar Lolang]
He sailed his fancy boat
From an unknown coast on the Persian bay
He docked on every port for a brief moment
Yet he always had time to sway
He carried on his back carpets of gold
And loads of heavenly smell perfume
Once he’s on land, He throws money
To make lovely ladies bloom
Like a waving plume
[Verse 4: Abyan Nabilio & Oscar Lolang]
(Oi Abdullah, Oi Abdullah)
That’s him
(The pretty man from Middle East)
He has a Leopard as a pet
He just can’t get enough of fun
One day his wife noticed what he was doing here
Then she came to him and said
“Fuck you Mister! Now I’m in charge with the savings!"
We’re going back to Dubai!”
So that’s the end of Abdullah’s journey
He no longer owns the boat and the money
He’s going back and sticks in his home
His wife is sad
Oi Abdullah, you’re done!
[Chorus: Abyan Nabilio & Oscar Lolang]
He said the ocean can be boring (Playboy!)
But he has a woman with his ring (Playboy!)
Met him one day when night’s ain’t cold
Said the women can be bought
[Chorus 1: Abyan Nabilio & Oscar Lolang]
Came with a gun and forced him shut (Playboy!)
Said, "he is the man with the only guts" (Playboy!)
Shot him right on his pretty brain
Still, he went and fuck 'em slut
[Outro: Abyan Nabilio & Oscar Lolang]
(Playboy!) He’s going back
(Playboy!) Sticks in his home
(Playboy!) His wife is sad
(Playboy!) Oi Abdullah
(Playboy!) Oi Abdullah
(Playboy!) Oi Abdullah
You’re done! (Playboy!)