' down The Bangkok rain keeps fallin' down Bangkok rain keeps on fallin' down Bangkok rain keeps on fallin' down I love that sound Sittin' in a bar in Bangkok
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
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
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
Space cadet, pull out Space cadet, pull out Space cadet, pull out
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
"gotcha!" "hey sucker let me outa here!" "hey, man!" Bangkok on a sunny day The rain has washed the blood away Thousand
I know your daddy hes not rich And your mothers a drunk But your the one 'I worship and adore' Always want to lay me down you know It smells like Bangkok
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
Bangkok Aboard the Thailand Express We'll hit the stops along the way We only stop for the best We're on the train to Bangkok Aboard the Thailand Express
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
De Shanghai a Bangkok, sur une coque de noix, Sydney a Caracas les jours qui passent sans toi, Trainant de port en port l'ennui a bord le bourdon, Je
De Shanghai a Bangkok sur une coque de noix Sydney a Caracas les jours qui passent sans toi Trainant de port en port l'ennui a bord le bourdon Je repense
Your kind that they call sunshine You're the type that leaves me cold You got a face that'll take you anywhere I all ready know... If I feed you full
Damn you're good, Made me believe Your textbook motivation Was it boredom or conceit? It wasn't supposed to burn Do you believe those words? Sleep
She's got a mind for homicide She's got the truth yeah this is all just a lie Screaming at me going out of her mind Yeah, she's running me into the ground
We Love what kills us We Live to Bleed We Love what kills us And the Mirror doesn?t lie about what it sees Once you were mine, pretty little thing But
