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Well, the moon is yellow and the people are too |
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They roll eggs on a bar-b-que |
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I was feeling kinda cocky with a head full of sake |
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Down in chinatown |
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There was dragons flyin' kites high above the stores |
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Dead fish heads laying on the floor |
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I got a sideways hickey from a slant-eyed chickie |
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Down in chinatown |
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And it was suddenly, was suddenly, whoa whoa |
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Yeah, suddenly yeah, suddenly whoa whoa |
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They smelled fish |
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We smelled like a meat |
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Sucking on a soda pop oh so sweet |
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Got a sugar rush that'd would make 'em blush |
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Down in chinatown |
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Won ton two ton three ton four |
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Smoke a cigarette throw it on the floor |
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I killed the pie-faced mothey with a shoeshine clothy |
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Down in chinatown |
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It was suddenly, was suddenly, whoa whoa |
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Yeah, suddenly, yeah, suddenly whoa whoa |
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The moonie is yellowie and the people are too |
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They roll eggs on a bar-b-que |
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I was feeling kinda cocky with head full of saki |
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Down in chinatown |
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I got a sideways hickey from a slant-eyed chickie |
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Down in chinatown |
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Hey, down in chinatown |
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Hey, down in chinatown |
