Our first stop is in Bogota
To check Colombian fields
The natives smile and pass along
A sample of their yield Sweet Jamaican pipe dreams
Golden Acapulco nights
Then Morocco and the east
Fly by morning light We're on the train to Bangkok
Aboard the Thailand Express
We'll hit the stops along the way
We only stop for the best Wreathed in smoke in Lebanon
We burn the midnight oil
The fragrance of Afghanistan
Rewards a long day's toil Pulling into Kathmandu
Smoke rings fill the air
A perfume by a Nepal night
The express gets you there We're on the train to Bangkok
Aboard the Thailand Express
We'll hit the stops along the way
We only stop for the best We're on the train to Bangkok
Aboard the Thailand Express
We'll hit the stops along the way
We only stop for the best Yes we're on the train to Bangkok
Aboard the Thailand Express
We'll hit the stops along the way
We only stop for the best
