He was the sultan of SamarcandHe had a harem of dancing girls at
his commandHe owned all the eye could seeSomething was wrong, he
wasn't happyAnd then it happened much to his surpriseThe
loveliest woman he'd ever seenHe asked her name and she
replied(Madonna:) ScheherazadeShe was the daughter of the grand
vizierA real beauty with a heart of gold, she was so sincereShe
made a date with destinyMarry the king, make him happyHe was
enchanted on their wedding nightJust a captive under her
spellSpending a thousand and one Arabian nights(Madonna:)
ScheherazadeAll of his body tingled with delightHearing the
stories she loved to tellShe was a vision, such a lovely
sight(Madonna:) ScheherazadeHe made a promise on the morning
starHe would change, throw away his scimitarSo she came to
stayAnd that's the way the story goesUntil this very
day(Madonna:) ScheherazadeHe was enchanted on their wedding
nightJust a captive under her spellSpending a thousand and one
Arabian nights(Madonna:) ScheherazadeAll of his body tingled with
delightHearing the stories she loved to tellShe was a vision,
such a lovely sight