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Hey Lady Boy!

One night in Bangkok makes a hard man humble
Two nights makes a woman go crazy shopping.
Can't be too careful with your company
I can feel the lady boy walking next to me.

Bangkok, oriental setting
yet gives you an Indian feeling
And the girls don't know what the girls are getting

Time flies, doesn't seem a minute
Since the Tuk Tuk boys had us girls in it
All gems, didn't know that when we climbed in it

One night in Chatuchak and the oyster's yours!
The bars are temples and holy is the shopping spree
You'll find a something in every shopping cloister
And if the men are lucky then he's actually a she
oh wait... it doesn't matter to me!

It's a drag, it's a bore, it's really such a pity
To not stay long enough looking at the city!

4 girls, warm and sweet, warm, sweet
We were set up in the Ananthara Suite!

Last night in Bangkok was malibu by the pool side
and dancing in the balcony 'til the night died.

Comments

Unknown said…
mastu raasinaav bidda..
June 12, 2011 at 5:16:00 AM PDT
Jeena said…
I miss Bangkok with you girls already :(
June 13, 2011 at 5:15:00 AM PDT
Niru said…
Bagundhi, i didn't know Tutu is such a creative writer :):)
June 29, 2011 at 10:51:00 PM PDT
Niru said…
Bagundhi, i didn't know Tutu is such a creative writer :):)
June 29, 2011 at 10:51:00 PM PDT
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