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Musical: Chess
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[THE AMERICAN] Bangkok, Oriental setting And the city don't know that 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 boys in it All change -- 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 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 [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] Whaddya mean? Ya seen one crowded, polluted, stinking town -- [COMPANY] Tea, girls, warm, 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 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 [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 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 we use would not excite you So you better go back to your bars, your temples, your massage parlours -- [COMPANY] One night in Bangkok and the world'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 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 Back to main page: Chess Lyrics Broadway Chess Lyrics
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