ARTIST: Tim Rice, Benny Andersson and Bjorn Ulvaeus TITLE: One Night in Bangkok Lyrics and Chords [Chess] [ C#dim7 = ] Bangkok! Oriental setting And 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 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! / C Dm / / / / Gm7 - - - / Dm7 - / C Dm / / / Gm7 - - - - C#dim7 / 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 / Dm Bb FC Dm - / Gm - - / 1st / Gm - - / / One town's very like another 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 Whaddaya mean? You've seen one crowded, polluted, stinking town 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 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 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'd better go back to your bars, your temples, your massage parlors 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...
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