I know a man, he's on our street
He don't do nothing but eat and sleep
For he's the Sheik of Des Plaines Street
Now, he's a man that I would love to meet
He's always dressed up and out in the street
'Cause he's the Sheik of Des Plaines Street
Now, he don't drink whiskey, nothing sweet
When it comes to pretty women, he'd sure love to meet
For he's the Sheik of Des Plaines Street
From Hartford to Jefferson, from blocks across the street
All that territory's the sweet man's beat
For he's the Sheik of Des Plaines Street
Yas, yas, the Sheik's now goin' promenading, but he'll be back in a minute
Now, he's a man, never suffers with the heat
He always comes good from his head to his feet
For he's the Sheik of Des Plaines Street
Now when he walks into a place and takes his seat
His ways and actions is hard to beat
For he's the Sheik of Des Plaines Street