Shadows painting our faces
Traces romance in our heads
Heaven holding a half moon
Let's slip off to a sand dune real soon
Come on cactus is our friend
Come on 'till the evening ends
I'll be your belly dancer
Prancer and you can be my sheik
I know your daddy's a sultan
With fifty girls to attend him
Jump at his beck and call
But you won't need no harem
And you won't need no camel
No no when I take you for a ride
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