Oh, I come from a land
From a faraway place
Where the caravan camels roam
Where it's flat and immense
And the heat is intense
It's barbaric
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
Arabian nights
Like Arabian days
More often than not
Are hotter than hot
In a lot of good ways
Arabian nights
'Neath Arabian moons
A fool off his guard
Could fall and fall hard
Out there on the dunes
Wanted to do something a little less fiddly today.
Besides, I like "Arabian Nights." It's simple yet catchy, and my spine still gets pleasant tingles when we follow the camel over that dune and we get our first proper glimpse of the Sultan's huge palace and the city of Agrabah beneath it. Very nicely done.
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Just like The Lion King, despite not being my favorite movie, Aladdin begins with a big bang and keeps a fairly exciting tone until the end credits roll. I can only imagine what that must have been like in the theater.
I can vaguely remember seeing Toy Story in the theater with my family. My first solid memory of going to the movies was The Hunchback of Notre Dame with my mom and sister.
Going to the movies was a rare treat growing up. But for the most part, I liked what I saw. If nothing else, it was a nice little getaway and we made sure to get plenty of snacks.
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