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Boeijen Frank
A Summer at the End of the Twentieth Century
Greetings from Saigon
In Saigon we celebrated
And I contracted an illness
We behaved like beast
With the whores of Saigon
Until one day my best friend
Walked on a Viet Cong mine
I wrote my mother I want to go home
I want get out of here Saigon
Saigon Saigon Saigon
We smoked opium purely out of fear
The enemy was closing in on Saigon
Because one day the President decided
That Saigon was lost
/>When it gets dark I feel that fear again
I felt in Saigon
The doctor says you won't live long
Because of that disease from Saigon
Saigon Saigon Saigon
I lost my friend
I lost my heart
I lost my youth
There in Saigon
Now I'm on my way to the White House
With my revolver from Saigon
I want to see the president's eyes
With my revolver in his mouth
And when I pull the trigger I say:
Greetings from Saigon
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Greetings from Saigon