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dōnyū (intro)
01:15
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2. |
crooked teeth
03:08
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I want to dance with you
we can dick around and we can talk about
nothing coz we can't understand each other,
unless we spend ten minutes using hands and gestures
maybe we can get an emotion across
but it takes one of them kind of things, I don't want to call my boss
its so hard to get through to you
we can dance all night until the morning comes coz its alright
you are kind of different
coz your teeth are all crossed,
and you look like you got,
a funny sense of humor, I wish I could get a piece of that
sense of humor, but I can't, coz I don't understand
whats coming outta your mouth
coz you speak only Japanese, and I speak mothafuckin English
and this shit is not gonna work out
so why am I makin a song, about how we could probably get along
but I don't know if its really possible
I think the language barrier is really bossable, its like a mashed potato
its just so sweet, and full of butter and cream, and I think that its probably one of them things in between them seams,
I want to come home and say hello to your family one time,
can I meet your family, can I meet your family
can I meet your sister, meet your brother, meet your mother, meet your father
BREAK
crooked teeth, is something I never woulda thought was attractive,
but I find it very much so, when I look at you in slow-mo,
yeah you make me wanna go home,
and write in my diary
and then throw a bone to a dog that I don't have
that's coz im insane
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3. |
love song
02:24
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hey girl
you are so cute and i am so nervous
if you happened to be a skin doctor,
i'd gladly burn off my epidermus to be your client
hey girl
you intimidate me like giving a speech at a funeral service
now im all repurposed
let me be your client
its the glimpse from the corner of my eye
I can tell you're looking right at me
and i sure aint no kind of private eye
but you strike me as a mystery
hey girl
i wanna be important to you like paint thinner and glue is to a tweaker
but im so much cleaner
& i can tell you're a keeper
so lets get a car, and drive real far,
on the open road, from coast to coast
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4. |
goten yama
01:56
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all my tracks are peakin
and all these trees are weepin
this is what expected
what am i, a detective
lookin cute
i think youre one of them butterflys on springtime
lets get together and speak another language
and show these little peeps how we get down
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5. |
bonus track
00:58
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there's a man
he looks at me every time i go pee
hes in the mirror and i think that is really funny
he never really says much to me
unless he wants to
hes lookin at you too
there's a man
he watches me every time i go pee
in my bathroom all alone, yeah he just stares at me
'yeah i'm just a visitor'; he says to me beneath his breath,
i am not that scared because i know that he just means the best
yeah he watches me while i urinate everywhere
flush the toilet son before i get mad your underwear
yeahyeahyeahyeahyeahyeahyeah
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