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INTRO

Peddler: ♪ Oh, imagine a land, it's a faraway place

Where the caravan camels roam
Where you wander among every culture and tongue
It's chaotic, but hey, it's home


When the wind's from the east
And the sun's from the west
And the sand in the glass is right
Come on down, stop on by
Hop a carpet and fly
To another Arabian night


As you wind through the streets at the fabled bazaars
With the cardamom-cluttered stalls
You can smell every spice
While you haggle the price
Of the silks and the satin shawls


Oh, the music that plays as you move through a maze
In the haze of your pure delight
You are caught in a dance, you are lost in the trance
Of another Arabian night


Arabian nights
Like Arabian days
More often than not are hotter than hot
In a lot of good ways
Arabian nights
Like Arabian dreams
This mystical land of magic and sand
Is more than it seems


There's a road that may lead you to good or to greed
Through the power your wishing commands
Let the darkness unfold or find fortunes untold
Well, your destiny lies in your hands


"Only one may enter here
One whose worth lies far within
A diamond in the rough"

Arabian nights
Like Arabian days
They seem to excite, take off and take flight
To shock and amaze
Arabian nights
'Neath Arabian moons
A fool off his guard could fall and fall hard

Out there on the dunes ♪

[camel panting]

Peddler: Ah, salaam, and good evening to you, worthy friend. Please, please, come closer. Too close. A little too close. There. Welcome to Agrabah, city of mystery, of enchantment, and the finest merchandise this side of the river Jordan, on sale today. Wait. Don't go. I can see that you're only interested in the exceptionally rare. I think, then, you would be most rewarded to consider this. Do not be fooled by its commonplace appearance. Like so many things, it is not what is outside, but what is inside that counts. This is no ordinary lamp. It once changed the course of a young man's life. A young man who, like this lamp, was more than what he seemed. The diamond in the rough. Perhaps you would like to hear the tale? It begins on a dark night, where a dark man waits with a dark purpose.


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[wind howling]

Jafar: At last, after all my years of searching, the Cave of Wonders.

Iago: Awk. Cave of Wonders!

Gazeem: By Allah...

Jafar: Now, remember. Bring me the lamp! The rest of the treasure is yours, but the lamp is mine. [chuckles]

Iago: Awk, the lamp. Awk, the lamp. Jeez, where'd ya dig this bozo up?

Jafar: Shh.

Cave: [echoing rumble] Who disturbs my slumber?

Gazeem: [thief gasps] It is I, Gazeem, a humble thief.

Cave: Know this. Only one may enter here, one whose worth lies far within. A diamond in the rough.

Jafar: What are you waiting for? Go on.

[beast sighing]

[roaring]

[screaming]

Jafar: No!

Cave: Seek thee out the diamond in the rough.

Iago: [coughing] I can't believe it. I just don't believe it. We're never gonna get a hold of that stupid lamp. Just forget it. Look at this. Look at this. I'm so tickled off that I'm molting.

Jafar: Patience, Iago. Patience. Gazeem was obviously less than worthy.

Iago: Oh, there's a big surprise. That's an incredible. I think I'm gonna have a heart attack and die from that surprise. What are we gonna do? We got a big problem here, a big...

Jafar: Yes. Only one may enter. I must find this one, this... diamond in the rough.

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