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



[Original first verse (1992-93):]



Oh I come from a land, from a faraway place



Where the caravan camels roam



Where they cut off your ear



If they don't like your face



It's barbaric, but hey, it's home }



When the wind's from the east



And the sun's from the west
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And the sand in the glass is right



Come on down



Stop 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

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