Goddamn you half-Japanese girls Do it to me every time Oh, the redhead said you shred the cello And I’m iello, baby But you won’t talk, won’t look, won’t think of me I’m the epitome of Public Enemy Why you wanna go and do me like that? Come down on the street and dance with me
I’m a lot like you so please Hello I’m here, I’m waiting I think I’d be good for you and you’d be good for me
I asked you to the Green Day concert You said you never heard of them ―How cool is that?― So I went to your room and read your diary: "Watching Grunge leg drop New Jack through a passtable..." And them my heart stopped: "Listening to Cio_Cio San fall in love all over again."