I don't own Aladdin
Song Arabian nights
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 winds from the east
And the suns from the west.
And the sand in the glass is right,
Come down, stop on by
Hop a carpet and fly
To another Arabian night
Arabian nights
Are 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.
Ah good evening to you friends said a merchant.
Please, please come closer said the merchant.
Too close, a little too close said the merchant.
There said the merchant.
Welcome to Agrabah city of mysteries said the merchant.
Of enchantments said the merchant.
Then he set up his stand.
Look at this combination hookah and coffee maker, will not break said the merchant.
Oh said the merchant.
Look at this! I have never seen one of these intact before said the merchant.
This the famous dead sea Tupperware, listen said the merchant.
Ah still good said the merchant.
Wait don't go said the merchant.
I can see you are interested in exceptionally rare said the merchant.
I think you would be most awarded to consider this said the merchant producing a lamp from his robe.
Don't be fooled by its commonplace appearance, like so many things it is not what is outside but what is inside that counts said the merchant.
This is no ordinary lamp said the merchant.
It once changed the course of young woman's life said the merchant.
A young woman who like this lamp was more than what she seemed said the merchant.
A diamond in the rough said the merchant.
Perhaps you would like to hear the tale said the merchant,
It begins on a dark night said the merchant