‘Twas the night before Christmas, and all through Patpong The warm air was punctured with laughter and song. The dancers were crowded on various stages Ogled by tourists all spending their wages. I in my cargo shorts, flip-flops and shirt, Hurried to gogo land, hoping to flirt, When out of the night there arose such...
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