It doesn't matter anymore, she's an overly trend-conscious, fodder of a girl
Carrying around a middle-school girl with me, pa-pa-para
It doesn't matter anymore, she's an overly trend-conscious, fodder of a girl girl
Carrying around a middle-school girl with me, pa-pa-para
I love you, I want you, I need you, I tell you that I love you so many times
I met you for the first time, and for 10-some years we've gone on together, without a break, non-stop, yeah yeah
I have only one secret, the truth is that the tattoo on my arms is done with a felt-tip pen
Well... then... I don't wannna wanna get married! You snapped
It doesn't matter anymore, she's an overly trend-conscious, fodder of a girl
Carrying around a middle-school girl with me, pa-pa-para
It doesn't matter anymore, she's an overly trend-conscious, fodder of a girl girl
Carrying around a middle-school girl with me, pa-pa-para
Your mind and body are kind of dangerous, dangerous
Is it because you're so hot?
It's not morning yet, but
Tantaka, are you guys a bunch of idiots?
It's different from princesses, and it's different for everyone else too
Alright, if it's sounding out, then it's Wonderland
You've gotta give it your best, karakan
Dancing boy boy, it isn't yet murder
Dancing boy boy, from your body, it's peak time
Dancing boy boy, Salad Baba's
Heart is going pitter-pat again tonight, yeah!
Dancing boy boy, it isn't yet murder
Dancing boy boy, from your body, it's peak time
Dancing boy boy, Salad Baba's
Heart is going pitter-pat again tonight, yeah!
Somewhere, a long long time ago
Good scissors, Paako says "Hey Johnny"
Did you steal some cigarettes?
Did you see that? Look, is that the night!?
Mustached girls and mustached boys, even mustached elephants bored a giant hole in my heart
When I take a peak inside of the hole, a little old guy comes out (Mi!)
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