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Kevin Coyne
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Karate King (Remastered 2010)
Yeah, they call him the Karate King Chopping children down like trees Bringing cows to their knees Making their udders bleed
Now they call him the Karate King Top of the shop in his robe Nothing there can grow When he's around
Going chop, chop Going chop, chop Going chop, chop Down in the gymnasium
They call him the Karate King Like a bird on a wing Standing posing at the window At the door in his vest
His white and muscled flexing at all the passing girls Smashing his way through the window frames Ripping apart his mother's pearls Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com They're dying on the dressing table
Chop, chop Chop, chop Chop, chop Chop, chop
So if you see the Karate King Help him, help him Maybe you'll tie, tie his shoe laces Come on, come on, comment on his pomaded hair
Tell him he would have been an excellent Kamikaze pilot in the Second World War 'Cause that's what he wants to hear That's what he wants to hear in the gymnasium
Chop, chop Chop, chop Chop, chop
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