Lyrics: FALCO, Music: Curt Cress/Mats Björklund; Published by Manuskript
Yah, Yah, Yahiah
They say there is religion, there is a kind of taste
Get me the celebration and I will give you the waste
There will be no danger, no trouble at all
We need to stand-up together, those curtains not to fall
Arabian nights, Arabian nights
And there’s no way out for me, this dream will capture me for years
Yellow night light in a city of white
I’m stranded in the desert, I’m stranded in a fight
Arabian nights, Arabian
There’s no one here who’s gonna save ya
There’s nothin’ sweeter than Arabia
They say there is religion, … waste
There is no way out for me, this dream will capture me too far
In a city of white
I’m stranded in the desert
I’m sranded
En-cha-la – Arabian night
A-RA-BI-A
There’s nothin’ sweeter than Arabia
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