The heat is on in Saigon
The girls are hotter 'n' hell
One of these slits here will be Miss Saigon
God, the tension is high, not to mention the smell
The heat is on in Saigon
Is there a war going on?
Don't ask, I ain't gonna tell
Ah, Monsieur Chris! Monsieur John!
You've come to win Miss Saigon
I gotta get my friend laid as a last souvenir
I love you, pal, but your bullshit
I've had up to here
The heat is on in Saigon
But 'til they tell us we're gone
I'm gonna buy you a girl
You can buy me a beer
See my bikini, it's just the right size
Don't you enjoy how it rides up my thighs?
Look from behind, it'll knock out your eyes
I'll show you: my special trophy of war
For a Marine, I'll show more
You won't get up off the floor
The heat is on in Saigon
Don't tell me I'm reassigned, all that chickenshit sucks
Tonight I'm out of my mind, not to mention ten bucks
If I'm your pin-up, I'll melt all your brass
Stuck on your wall, with a pin in my ass
If you get me, you will travel first class
I'll show you, we will make magic, cheri
You buy more tickets from me
The winner gets her for free
The meat is cheap in Saigon
I used to love getting stoned, waking up with some whore
I don't know why I went dead, it's not fun anymore
I'm seventeen, and I'm new here today
The village I come from seems so far away
All of the girls know much more what to say
But I know
I have a heart like the sea
A million dreams are in me
Good Jesus, John, who is she?
The Cong is tight'ning the noose
Is it a week or a day or an hour that we got?
Tonight could be our last shot got to put it to use
Tonight I bet that you and I will get along
Forget about the threat, forget the Viet-Cong
Mimi, Gigi, Yvette or Yvonne
Gonna buy me a beer, and elect Miss Saigon
Yvonne, Yvette, Mimi, Kim, Gigi
Attention, s'il vous plait!
By popular demand
Miss Gigi Van Tranh
Is elected Miss Saigon!
The heat is on in Saigon
And things are not going well
But still at midnight, the party goes on
A good-bye party in hell