Pattaya?Chonburi Curfew

[arsenal]

Name that tune.

Through Pattaya's winter streets we used to walk our way.
We always loved that time of year.
The boys we loved are all at home now.
Cos we're not there, cos we're not there.

The summer sun will fade and so will virus time.
The autumn leaves they will return.
The boys will bus their way to Pattaya.
All of us yearn, all of us yearn.

Through Jomtiens bustling sois we'll wander once again.
The boys will shout to us 'heeeellloo'.
They will be offed and we will love them.
Just when I don't know, just when I don't know.