I met him in a Singapore room
Where Chinese go to drink and wave the gloom
It sets me down and so begins
The 1943 story of a Chinese man
He picked his nose in a ruder way
He spoke to me and gave me a beat
I wrote it down and it became a hit song
The 1996 story of a Chinese bomb

He talked to me
He got nosebleeds
He got ringtones
The world doesn't listen,
but i don't remember
He got so much sheep
He talked Taiwanese
He wasn't Gary Barlow
The days are tumbling
The world is ruling
But if you're got it now forever
You're the story of a China girl

In Belfast, we drank Guinness
In Canada, we saw Rylan Clarke
In Wales, we talked so much balls
The 1834 story of a China girl
He talked to me
He was so mean
He is so elderly
The days are running
The days are grooming
I like to see
that you are mean
I like to seek
The days are running
The days are weeing
But if you put it now forever
There's no story of a China girl

He was so mean
He was so shite
He was so mean
He was so rude
The days are Chinese
The dogs are Cockney-all
He was so mean
He was so rude
He snapped his fuse
He was a cannibal
To Alexa Chung
then Nicki Minaj
Then if he put it forever
he'll be the story of a China girl

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