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Tytuł: One Night In Bangkok

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Bangkok!
  Oriental setting
  And the city don't know what the city is getting
  The créme de la créme of the chess world in a
  Show with everything but Yul Brynner
  
  Time flies doesn't seem a minute
  Since the Tyrolean spa has the chess boys in it
  All change dom't you know that when you
  Play at this level there's no ordianry venue
  
  It's Iceland or the Philippines or Hastings or this place
  
  One night in Bankok and the worlds's your oyster
  The bars are temples but the 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 sliding up to me
  
  One town is very like another
  When you head's down over your pieces brother
  
  Tea girls warm and sweet (warm sweet)
  Some are set up in the Somerset Maugham suite
  Get Thai'd you're talking to a tourist
  Whose every move's among the purest
  I get my kicks above the waistline sunshine
  
  One night in Bankok makes a hard man humble
  Not much between despair and ecstasy
  One night in Bankok an the tough guys tumble
  Can't bee to careful with your comapny
  I can feel the devil walking next to me
  
  Siam's gotta be the witness
  To the ultimate test of cerebral fitness
  This grips me more than would a
  Muddy old river or reclining Buddha
  
  And 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 wee use would not excite you
  
  So you'd better go back to your bars
  your temples
  your massage parlours
  
  One night in Bankok and the worlds's your oyster
  The bars are temples but the pearls ain't free
  You'll find a god in every golden cloister
  A little flesh a little history
  I can feel an angel sliding up to me
  
  One night in Bankok makes a hard man humble
  Not much between despair and ecstasy
  One night in Bankok an the tough guys tumble
  Can't bee to careful with your comapny
  I can feel a devil walking next to me