Boku Wa Chotto - Haruomi Hosono & The Yellow Magic Band

みんなが羨む完璧な special lady 誰よりもきっと幸せと 世界のどこにも代わりはいないよ 君は僕にだけのeverything 優し過ぎたからか 幼いからか 君のその態度が全て語る And I think I'm gonna hate it girl きっと長くない 気付いてるけど向き合えない 何をしても（僕の心は） もう（届かないのか） Replay, replay, replay そう思い出がずっと（僕の心を） もっと（痛めつけるよ） Replay, replay, replay そう you're my M.V.P. 毎日が満たされて 集まるattention 君といるとfeel so cool もうこの手放さない そう言ったけど いつからだろう？ もう同じように思えないんだ 優し過ぎたからか 幼いからか その空気感で全て分かった And I think I'm gonna hate it girl きっと長くない でもまだ君を探してる 何をしても（僕の心は） もう（届かないのか） Make up, shake up, break up そう思い出がずっと（僕の心を） もっと（痛めつけるよ） Make up, shake up, break up Ah, ah, ah, 君はこんなに Ah, ah, ah, 綺麗なのに 本当の愛をまだ知らないはずなんだよ Ah, ah, ah, 僕が君に Ah, ah, ah, 与えたいけど 本当の気持ちは伝わらなくて 何をしても（僕の心は） もう（届かないのか） Replay, replay, replay そう思い出がずっと（僕の心を） もっと（痛めつけるよ） Replay, replay, replay 何をしても（僕の心は） もう（届かないのか） Replay, replay, replay そう思い出がずっと（僕の心を） もっと（痛めつけるよ） Replay, replay, replay 何をしても You & Me, girl (I keep thinking 'bout you) You & Me, girl (I keep dreaming 'bout you) Hey girl You don't know what is love, I'll give it to you 何をしても You & Me, girl (I keep thinking 'bout you) You & Me, girl (I keep dreaming 'bout you) Hey girl You don't know what is love, I'll give it to you Uh, you drive me crazy

朝になったら ぼくは行くよ 西のドアから 蓮の花咲く 天竺へ 神に会いに 花も嵐も踏み越え ぼくは行って来るよ 悲しい言葉を振りきり ぼくは行って来るよ 花が咲く頃 ぼくは行くよ 南の海へ 熱い風吹く カリビアの 夕陽浴びに 花も嵐も踏み越え ぼくは行って来るよ 悲しい言葉を振りきり ぼくは行って来るよ 邪魔だよ そこどけ 悪魔め そこどけ 邪魔だよ そこどけ 悪魔め そこどけ 風が吹いたら ぼくは行くよ 東の空 魔術師の国 カルデアへ 月を浴びに 花も嵐も踏み越え ぼくは行って来るよ 悲しい言葉を振りきり ぼくは行って来るよ 夜になったら ぼくは着くよ 北の島に 君の住む街で見かけた 火の鳥追って それを捕まえる時は 少し気を付けろよ 奴の炎で焼かれて 火傷するさ 邪魔だよ そこどけ 悪魔め そこどけ 邪魔だよ そこどけ 悪魔め そこどけ

Now the mask you're wearing Is stoney and staring Lines and tears, age and fears Growing old, Passions cold Now the mask you're wearing Is stoney and staring Lines and tears, age and fears Growing old, passions cold There's nothing in your eyes That marks where you cried All is blank, all is blind Dead inside, the inner mind There's nothing in your eyes That marks where you cried All is blank, all is blind Dead inside, the inner mind Is it me Is it you Behind this mask, I ask Is it me Is it you Who wears another face Is it me Is it you Behind this mask, I ask I ask I ask

Her toys are broken boys Lined heart to heart at the door Each a brunt-out kisson her lips The measure of her pleasure She's at a nice age, ripe age Ready to be killed by the thrill She's at a nice age, ripe age Ready to be killed by the thrill The child in her smile is cracked Her innocence smashed There's nothing left of her party dress The bow in her hair isn't there She's at a nice age, ripe age Ready to be killed by the thrill She's at a nice age, ripe age Ready to be killed by the thrill Through the prisons of perfume Alone with her cheekbones Counting lovers she has known In the secrets of her room Her toys are broken boys Lined heart to heart at the door Each a brunt-out kisson her lips The measure of her pleasure She's at a nice age, ripe age Ready to be killed by the thrill She's at a nice age, ripe age Ready to be killed by the thrill She's at a nice age, ripe age Ready to be killed by the thrill She's at a nice age, ripe age Ready to be killed by the thrill She's at a nice age, ripe age (The taste of first lipstick) Ready to be killed by the thrill (The mechanics of a wink) She's at a nice age, ripe age (The china of the doll) Ready to be killed by the thrill (Divine on her chaise lounge) She's at a nice age, ripe age Ready to be killed by the thrill She's at a nice age, ripe age Ready to be killed by the thrill...

You know about me? My name is Tong Poo! I'm running from far away! Let's dance! Let's dance with me! Hear me come! The press of Tong Poo! Let's dance! Let's dance with me!

Good evening, London We are Yellow Magic Orchest We hope you joy