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| Oh I come from a land From a faraway place Where the caravan camels roam Where it's flat and immense And the heat is intenseIt's barbaric, but hey, it's home When the wind's from the east And the sun's from the west And the sand in the glass is right Come on downStop on by Hop a carpet and fly To another Arabian night Arabian nights Like Arabian days More often than not Are hotter than hot in a lot of good ways Arabian nights 'Neath Arabian moons A fool off his guard Could fall and fall hard Out there on the dunes |