Miss Pavlichenko 

Miss Pavilichenko[SIC]'s well known to fame;  [bad word] #39;s your country, fighting is your game; 
The whole world will love her for a long time [bad word]  
For more than three hundred [bad word] fell by your gun. 

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Fell by your gun, yes, 
Fell by your gun 
For more than three hundred [bad word] fell by your gun. 
Miss Pavlichenko's well known to fame;  [bad word] #39;s your country, fighting is your game; 
Your smile shines as bright as any new morning sun. 
But more than three hundred nazidogs fell by your gun. 

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In your mountains and canyons quiet as the deer. 
Down in your bigtrees [SIC] knowing no fear. 
You lift up your sight. And [bad word] a hun. 
And more than three hundred nazidogs fell by your gun. 

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In your hot summer's heat, in your cold wintery snow, 
In all kinds of weather you track down your foe; 
This world will love your sweet face the same way I've done, 
'Cause more than three hundred nazzy [SIC] hound fell by your gun. 

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I'd hate to drop in a parachute and land an enemy in your land. 
If your Soviet people make it so hard on invadin' men; 
I wouldn't crave to meet that wrong end of such a pretty lady's gun 
If her name was Pavlichenko, and mine Three O One. 

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