"Tea in the Sahara" (The Police) My sisters and
I Have one wish
Before we die And it
May sound strange As if
Our Minds Are deranged Please do not ask us why Beneath the sheltering sky
We Have This strange obsession
You have the means in your possession
Tea in the Sahara with you
Tea in the Sahara with you
The young man agreed
He would satisfy their need
So they danced for his pleasure
With a joy you could not measure
They'd wait for him here
The same place every year
Beneath the sheltering sky
Across the desert he would fly
Tea in the Sahara with you
Tea in the Sahara with you
The sky turned to black
Would he ever come back
They would climb a high dune
They would pray to the moon
But he'd never return
So the sisters would burn
As their eyes searched the land
With their cups still
full of sand Tea in the Sahara with you ....
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