That little Chinese wonder-boy,
He can be wild but plays it coy.
He’s got a damned killer smile,
Real shame he’s not worthwhile.
He whispers in your ear,
Oh, how good that feels to hear.
He’s got words of his own,
No girl he’s just a dirty clone.
That little Chinese wonder-boy,
Treats you like his hungry toy.
He can flatter you in front of his cliques,
He’ll do anything to get his kicks.
He says you’re his star attraction,
Can’t you see he’s just a distraction?
You say he can’t do any wrong,
Or is it just you’ve never been that strong?
That little Chinese wonder-boy,
Says he’s sorry once again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem