Single acoustic guitar with tambourine and buildup at the end, a couple solos sprinkled in.
Jack Torn - everything
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fiogf49gjkf0d Meet Me In Chinatown
Come along now, we’ll go down
to that hideaway above downtown
where anything’s bought ‘n sold
all painted up with red and gold
where the people smile so sweet
they all wear slippers on their feet
you can ride a dragon back in time
hang the glitter, there’s a better rhyme just
meet me in Chinatown…
In Chinatown there’s black haired girls and
shops with fishes made of pearl…
magic lamps on curly gables
antique coins on little tables
you can eat ‘till you can’t drive no more
you can drink ‘till you can’t find the door
you can see the stars at night…
you can wander in the lantern light
you can buy a ribbon for your blue-eyed steady
keep Hollywood, I’ll see you when you’re ready, to
meet me in Chinatown…
North or south on Alameda, find your way and there you’ll meet her
a shadow of a faded land, a jewel behind a paper fan
a haven from this mad L.A., you got to slip away…
You can bring your high-rise flame
In Chinatown things ain’t the same
you can do some sweet romancing
drink tea and do a dragon dance
you can wrap eachother ‘round your fingers
hear a different song to sing her
Chinatown’s got time to borrow
bang a gong, forget about tomorrow
send flowers up the elevator
with a note says “I’ll be waitin’…”
you don’t have to speak or make a sound, just…
meet me in Chinatown…
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