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.
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...
I can't bring people back from the dead. It's not a pretty picture. I don't like doing it!
— Quick. Quick. Wish for something outrageous. Say, "I want the Nile". Wish for the Nile. Try that!
— Uh... I wish for the Nile.
— No way!
I understand. You've lied to everyone else. Hey, I was beginning to feel left out.
How dare you? All of you? Standing around deciding my future? I am not a prize to be won.
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