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We're sailing ships across the desert |
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And fading in the Arabian sun |
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You're stallion stands to watch the sun set |
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The women scream as the camels run |
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To find a mirage cool oasis |
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And lie beneath the palms and the sky |
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Spend the night, a silver moon set |
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The rising sun in the eagles eye |
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Heat of a dusky lady, born on the sand |
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Burnin' with desert fire, cooling the man |
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Endless is the blowing desert |
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And in the shipwreck some may be lost |
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Too hot the sand, too deep the oceans |
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It's just surviving whatever the cost |
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Heat of a dusky lady, born on the sand |
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Burnin' with desert fire, cooling the man |
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We're sailing ships across the desert |
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And fading in the Arabian sun |
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You're stallion stands to watch the sun set |
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The women scream as the camels run |
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Heat of a dusky lady, born on the sand |
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Burnin' with desert fire, cooling the man |
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Heat of a dusky lady, born on the sand |
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Burnin' with desert fire, cooling, cooling the man |
