| Midnight at the oasis
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| Send your camel to bed
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| Shadows painting our faces
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| Traces of romance in our heads
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| Heaven’s holding a half moon
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| Shining just for us
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| Let’s slip off to
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| A sand dune, real soon
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| And kick up a little dust
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| Come on, cactus is our friend
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| He’ll point out the way
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| Come on, til the evening ends
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| Til the evening ends
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| You don’t have to answer
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| There’s no need to speak
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| I’ll be your belly dancer, prancer
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| And you can be my sheik
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| I know your Daddy’s a sultan
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| A nomad known to all
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| With fifty girls to attend him
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| They all send him
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| Jump at his beck and call
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| But you won’t need no harem, honey
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| When I’m by your side
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| And you won’t need no camel, no no
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| When I take you for a ride
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| Come on, cactus is our friend
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| He’ll point out the way
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| Come on, til the evening ends
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| Til the evening ends
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| Midnight at the oasis
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| Send your camel to bed
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| Got shadows painting our faces
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| And traces of romance in our heads
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| Oh come on, oh come on
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| Woo hoo hoo, yeah, oh yeah |