One Night in Bangkok
by Paul Anka
Bangkok, oriental setting,
And the city don't know what the city is getting.
The creme de la creme of the chess world,
In a show with everything but Yul Brynner.
And the city don't know what the city is getting.
The creme de la creme of the chess world,
In a show with everything but Yul Brynner.
Time flies, doesn't seem a minute,
Since the Tirolean 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.
Since the Tirolean 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!
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 sliding up to me.
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 sliding up to me.
One town's very like another,
When your head's down over your pieces, brother.
When your head's down over your pieces, brother.
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.
To be looking at the board, not looking at the city.
Whaddya mean?
Ya seen one crowded, polluted, stinking town...
Ya seen one crowded, polluted, stinking town...
Tea, girls, warm and sweet, sweet,
Some are set up in the Somerset Maugham suite.
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.
Whose every move's among the purest.
I get my kicks above the waistline, sunshine.
One night in Bangkok makes a 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.
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.
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.
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 mating I'm contemplating.
I'd let you watch, I would invite you,
But the queens we use would not excite you.
The kind of mating 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 parlours.
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 sliding up to me.
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 sliding up to me.
One night in Bangkok makes a 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.
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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