Well, on the city of lights
you gotta grow up fast
and everybody's gonna love you
bu-but it won't last

And all those cameras at your face
that you won't see
and at the end you don't know
how blind you'd be

And so get up from your seat and
so turn on the sound
Put your hand on the volume
and turn it up loud

Give it up for the haters
they have in doubt
'Cause the truth about fame
you don't know what it 's about

Because we're hot like the piramyds
VolHolla!
If you're feeling this
For the belly dancers
asking for a piece of this
The rules of the games
so i guess you gotta just-just
up from the ground like a step of my piramyd

Ha, Ha!
We are trying hate like our land but
Ah! Nah! I see just diving for the fame, so just
Stop! Stop! And you know I'm just a plan, but
All I can hear is my girl CeCe

Arabian nights
In the city of lights
Arabian nights
In the city of lights

Well, on the city of lights
you gotta grow up fast
and everybody's gonna love you
but it won't last

And all those cameras at your face
that you won't see
and at the end you don't know
how blind you'd be
Here we go

Cuz I know
That you really wanna see me
Take it slow
But that's not really want before
I'm gonna blow up like desert storm

Cause I know
That you really wanna see me
Take it slow
But that's not really want before
I'm gonna blow up like desert storm

Arabian nights
In the city of lights
Arabian nights
In the city of lights

Arabian nights
in the dark city haze
VolHolla is so high
Your rhythm, we're not
The whole world will see

CeCe, c'mon

Arabian lights
In the city of lights
We're on the city of lights, man

Arabian nights, yeah!
City of lights

We're on the city of lights