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A slightly surreal tribute to Chinatown L.A. which many times indeed has been a "haven from that mad L.A." during the 20 years I lived there. I'm sure the charm will never die.

Paul Thomas: all instruments/vocals
Vanessa Silberman/A Diamond Heart Productions: addl drum parts/mixing/effects/mastering

Lyrics

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 in red and gold
where the people smile so sweet
they all wear slippers on their feet
you can ride a dragon back in time
leave the glitter, there's a better time
just meet me in Chinatown, 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 find the door
you can drink till you can't drive no more
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
meet me in Chinatown, 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 that mad L.A.
you got to slip away

You can bring your high-rise flame
in Chinatown things ain't the same
you blow your fears away
the blues can wait another day
you can wrap each other '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
don't have to speak or make a sound
just meet me in Chinatownm
meet me in Chinatown
meet me in Chinatown


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