Benny Andersson, Tim Rice, and Bjorn Ulvaeus

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