I quite like the "Lock-in Ability" of Kamalalalala as well.
You know, you are with a gang of lads, 2 o'clock has come and gone, 3 o'clock was a blur and you are just getting a bit of a taste for it!
You've found an extra thousand baht note screwed up in the corner of your shorts (or Trooooozers!) and you think Sod it, get it spent, the landlord can wait and that girly you have been holding your hand over your left eye to focus on is now brushing her hip against your thigh and you catch the eye of the bored looking one behnd the bar and order a 'Malibu and diet coke' for the lady. Sod the expense.
Her hands are down the back of your shorts now (Or Trooooozers) and the conversation has turned to something interesting and the landlord has pulled the shutters down and put a good music CD on of 70's classics that you now think you know all the words too!
Wind in the na naaaa, on the wotsit.....OOOOOOOH Viiiiieeennnaaaaaa! etc!
Then you buy another Malibu and Fanta and she is now sat on your lap and the Police patrol shine a light at the shutters and drive slowly away to the noodle stall and you find someone has plonked another bottle of Tiger in front of you and she is tickling your ear!
"Bizmillah Noooooooo I'll never let you gooooo Noooooooooo Behelzibub has a nama dooby by way for mee eee for meeeeeeeeeeeee!!! etc
Sung at full volume in to the pretty ones ear and she smiles as she hasn't a clue what you are singing but is possibly thinking of packing her over-night bag by now! Your check bin on the bar looks like a big white papery cabbage and you shrug your shoulders at it and think "waaaaaaaaa waaaaa whaddeverrrrr" Blah!
It's getting light and you've run up a bit of a slate but you can worry about that next week and you are being lead by the hand by some cutie in her high heels back to yours, you are thinking 'Who is she?' and Kamalalala is just waking up.
The joggers are jogging, the bottle collecting lady is bottling and the 7-11 girl has just fallen off the counter and into a sleepy coma next to the big sausage machine as you rummage in your pocket for your keys, can't find them and let the girly have a rummage instead.
You tell her it's 'that' key, but there is only one key on the keyring! You hide all your valuables while she watches and then fall on the bed. She snuggles up next to you and before you know it............
It's 3PM and time to do the polite thing.........Go brush your teeth before a quick bonk followed by a cup of coffee, a quick smoke and maybe another 'slower' bonk this time before the footy on the telly.
She pootles off with her money that you sneak out of your 'special' hiding place that you showed her last night while she showers. She mentions she thinks you are "Good Singer" as she clops off back to whichever bar it was.
Pick up the old mobile and ring everyone to ask if you were a bit of a twonk last night and everyone is polite and says no! They ask if they were and you obviously say no as well. Everyone agrees it was a good night.
Not had many 'lock-ins' around the Bangla or Nanai, not saying it doesn't happen and have no doubt it does.....But I do like the ones in and around the bars of Kamalalalalala.