The red-haired trouble in the neighborhood The first fiddle; that was understood All her days like A zebra’s skin She used to be happy but now she’s in Chinese tank... Chinese tank... Chinese tank... Chinese tank... She was smiling in а broken car "Must have fun no matter where you are" With а bottle of boose nothing to lose Boys, at ease! ‘Cos now she is Chinese tank... Chinese tank... Chinese tank... Chinese tank...
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