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Emmy The Great – Somerset lyrics

All the greats, all the masterworks
On your desk, let them go a while
And come outside, let’s talk about
Something that’s real, like
Please don’t get over me
Cuz I’ve heard that you met someone
What’s her name? What’s she like to love?
And I guess that this is coming late in the day
But please don’t get over me

F. Scott Fitzgerald, Tennessee Williams
Come on, let’s talk about something different
Tell me you’re sorry, I’ll say I’m sorry too
Becuz I can’t get over you
Tadada-tadada-dada-dada
Tadada-tadada-dada-dada
I can’t get over…

Tennessee Williams, Somerset Maugham
I don’t care about all that
Classical records, Dinosaur Jr
I don’t care about all that
Just tell me you’re sorry
I’ll say I’m sorry too cause you’re distant
I didn’t come to you, now I can’t get over

All the greats on your reading list
Kept you safe through the hours I’ve missed
Are they enough for you now that
I’ve set you free? Please don’t get over me
Please don’t get over me

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Chess – One Night In Bangkok lyrics

Bangkok, Oriental city
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

Bangkok, just another stop in
The chess world circus-masters drop in
Play, checkmate, check out and then you
Move on to another venue

Like 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 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’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.

Whaddya mean? Ya seen one crowded,
Polluted, stinking town, ya seen ’em all.

Tea, girls, warm and 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.

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…

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

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Murray Head – One Night In Bangkok lyrics

The american:
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

Time flies – doesn’t seem a minute
Since the Tirolean spa had the chess boards 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, 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