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''One Night In Bangkok''

 The American
 Bangkok, Oriental Setting
 But the city don't know what the city is getting
 The crème de la crème of the chess world
 In a show with everything but Yul Brynner

 Time flies – doesn't seem a minute
 Since the Tyrolean spa had the chess boards in it
 All changed, don't you know that when you
 Play at this level there's no ordinary venue

 It's Iceland, or the Philippines, or Hastings
 Or
 Or this place!

 Company
 One night in Bangkok and the world's your oyster
 The bars are temples but their pearls ain't free
 You'll find a god in every golden cloister
 And if you're lucky, then the god's a she
 I can feel an angel slidin' up to me

 The American
 One town's very like another
 When your head's down over your pieces, brother

 Company
 It's a drag, it's a bore, it's really such a pity
 To be looking at the board not looking at the city

 The American
 Whattaya mean?!
 You've seen one crowded, polluted, stinking town

  Company
 T-girls1, warm and sweet (sweet)
 Some are set up
 In the Somerset Maugham suite

 The American
 Get Thai'd, you're talking to a tourist
 Whose every move's among the purest:
 "I get my kicks above the waistline, sunshine"

 Company
 One night in Bangkok makes the hard man humble
 Not much between despair and ecstasy
 One night in Bangkok and the tough guys tumble
 Can't be too careful with your company
 I can feel the devil walking next to me

 The American
 Siam's gonna be the witness
 To the ultimate test of cerebral fitness
 This grips me more than would a muddy old river
 Or reclining Buddha

 But thank God I'm only watching the game
 Controlling it

 I don't see you guys rating
 The kind of mate I'm contemplating
 I'd let you watch, I would invite you
 But the queens we use would not excite you

 So, you better go back to your bars
 Your temples, your massage parlors

 Company
 One night in Bangkok and the world's your oyster
 The bars are temples but their pearls ain't free
 You'll find a god in every golden cloister
 A little flesh, a little history
 I can feel an angel slidin' up to me

 One night in Bangkok makes the hard man humble
 Not much between despair and ecstasy
 One night in Bangkok and the tough guys tumble
 Can't be too careful with your company
 I can feel the devil walking next to me

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