VERSE 1:
She was a product of the slums, I’m talkin real ones
And I ain’t politicking on this, son, I’m waxing feelsome
She was a born beauty named Boonsri*
Her life suay** though she’s suay**
That’s beauty in Thai, man, her curse was beauty
And even in Thailand she’s more than a cutie
And now it’s my duty to tell the tale of school girl
I couldn’t save from this cruel world
She was my student, my nakrian***
And I failed her in multiple ways, but not again
She failed my class, I wouldn’t let her pass
Didn’t consider her troubled past, or current destructive path
Her pain was vast, precocious emotions
And now the notion of coping with smoking opened her fast
Got her supply from the older boys
And all they asked was for her, she was overjoyed

VERSE 2:
She was ashamed of her beautiful tanned skin
Bleaching creams in her cupboards but can’t win
And though the Thai boys said she was too dark
They still used her, but she needed a new start
She made herself up, headed to Khao San Road
Where the foreigners roam, and the story unfolds
They’d feed her drinks, compliment her exotic skin
And though she was minor, seemed to be an allotted sin
(Boonsri, listen to me)
But if you got wrecked less you wouldn’t be so reckless
Laying in a wet mess with a pearl necklace
Shame, but who’s to blame? The players or the game
The pain is all the same, it never seems to wane
The rain’s aflame, burning umbrellas, burning rubbers
Just cummers, no lovers, bury your tears under the covers
But hotel rooms they make you feel like you're a stewardess
And that was your goal but now your dreams are saying "you are missed"

VERSE 3:
Her mom and dad wasn't there for her
Sisters and brother never cared for her
Her uncle used to touch her, he'd tell her that he loved her
He'd use it as a buffer, now this is what she suffered
Her friends told me, "Teacher, teacher!
Boonsri's gone and you need to seek her
She's fascinated by the English speakers
So maybe if you find her finally you can reach her"
I suited up to atone for sins
In a city where a 50 gets your bone a win
Had a seat at your show, I think you knew I was watching ya
You shone among the shady business ladies of Pattaya
Requested your service so we could make our escape
You were looking so nervous like we were on our first date
You screamed, "Run Teacher! they know why you've come!"
And through commotion and choking you still proceeded to plead with them
You said, "Teacher! I know that you were mad at me
But I won't let this end in tragedy
I'm gonna save you like you tried to do me!"
And so from you Boonsri, I learned of true beauty
Even through your scarlet tears
When he cut you and your Soul released through the air
You're finally flying with beautiful Mother Earth
Born with beauty, wish you were given another curse

Yeah. The tragedy of Boonsri. Rest in peace.

*Boonsri = Female Thai name, meaning beautiful
**suay (flat tone) = Thai for “curse”; suay (rising tone) = Thai for beautiful
***nakrian = Thai for student