Arabian Nights sing and play along

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 intense.

It'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 down, stop on by,

hop a carpet and fly to another Arabian night!

Follow me to a place where incredible feats are routine ev'ry hour or so.

Where enchantment runs rampant, gets wild in the streets.

Open Sesame!

Here we go!

See the dervishes dance in ridiculous pants,

then romance to your heart's delight!

Come on down, come on in!

Let the magic begin!

It's another Arabian night!

Arabian nights, like Arabian days

more often than not are hotter than hot...

...in a lotta good ways.

Arabian nights 'neath Arabian moons...

A fool off his guard could fall and fall hard out there on the dunes.

In that magical place, in that mystical land there's a genie inside ev'ry jar.

He'll do all of your bidding.

Your wish, his command.

It's demeaning, but hey, there you are!

Unbelievable, yes, and an ethical mess.

Nonetheless, no one's very contrite.

You come here and you've come to a land where any mountain can move.

A land of high intrigue, with tricky logistics by prophets and mystics.

And I've got statistics to prove:

Arabian hard out there on the dunes.

Arabian nights!

Arabian nights!

Arabian nights!

Arabian nights!

Arabian nights!