Lyrics

The match is burning bright in his fingers
But T.E. Lawrence , he never lets go
He doesn't care about the pain or the blister
Something hotter's glowing in his soul
T.E. Lawrence is playing with fire
I'm reaching for the popcorn bowl
Another Friday night at the movies
For you and me at home

Arabian nights, feel the sand under your feet
Arabian nights, a million stars for us to keep
Riding a camel with you, riding for miles and miles
I've got you where I need you, by my side

Remember 20th/Pennsylvania
Watching movies at the circle all night
Lord of the Flies or Lawrence Arabia
We watched them all through the flickering light
Now the theater's a parking desert
We spend Arabian nights at home
Another Friday night at the movies
For you and me at home