kuroi shippo ni kiduka renaiyoni frill no suso kini suru lady
kaidan s***a dareka ga hora nozoki konde miterukara
shinju kueki higashi guchi de tabako f**ashi nagara yume wo miru
anata wa tada kudaranakute kikite yaku wo kyohi
gaitou vision kireta kare hora
oshii kotoshi tanjanai no? nantene
onaji kami de onaji f**u de doregadore? doretodore?
gyoen mae no BAR dekamashita fake de
kotoba takumi na kyara tsukuri no lady
tsurareta aware na sakana wa tada marui mede gyorori to niramu
uramichi roji isetan atari [MAJESTY] no ketsu ni matagaru
shibuya idou s**** dougenzaka made dore doreto ajimi s****
shinkai ni oborete shizumu lady horo yoi de kuzureta make naoshi
gomen ne, hitotsu mono mousa sete "doite kudasaru kashira?"
furafura ninatte toire de hitori play
kagami ni utsutta koitsu neko kaburi
kiro nitsuite shingou akano ALTA mae
aware b***e naku asagata 5 (go) toki
shinju kueki higashi guchi de tabako f**ashi nagara yume wo miru
anata wa tada kudaranakute kikite yaku wo kyohi
tsugino asa mo hitori
English
A lady who minds the bottom of her frills so her black tail won't be noticed,
'cause, see, there's someone peering in, watching from under the stairs
You dream while smoking a cigarette at the east entrance to Shinjuku station,*
You're just good-for-nothing, refusing to be a good listener
Look, his vision blacked out in the street
"You did something regrettable, didn't you?"
With the same hair, the same skin,
Which is which? Which one?
At a BAR in front of the Imperial garden, among the crammed in fakes,
a lady who creates a persona skilled with words,
the pitiable fish that got hooked just ogle with round eyes
Straddling the rear end of a Majesty in the back-road alleys around Isetan,**
migrating from Shibuya to Dougenzaka, having a taste of this and that
A lady drowning and sinking to the ocean's depths,
tipsy and fixing her crumbling make up,
Sorry, let me just say one thing "Could you move out the way?"
You get dizzy and play alone in the toilet,
The person reflected in the mirror is a wolf in sheep's clothing,
A red traffic light in front of ALTA on the way home,***
Crying and acting miserable at 5 in the morning
You dream while smoking a cigarette at the east entrance to Shinjuku station,*
You're just good-for-nothing, refusing to be a good listener
kaidan s***a dareka ga hora nozoki konde miterukara
shinju kueki higashi guchi de tabako f**ashi nagara yume wo miru
anata wa tada kudaranakute kikite yaku wo kyohi
gaitou vision kireta kare hora
oshii kotoshi tanjanai no? nantene
onaji kami de onaji f**u de doregadore? doretodore?
gyoen mae no BAR dekamashita fake de
kotoba takumi na kyara tsukuri no lady
tsurareta aware na sakana wa tada marui mede gyorori to niramu
uramichi roji isetan atari [MAJESTY] no ketsu ni matagaru
shibuya idou s**** dougenzaka made dore doreto ajimi s****
shinkai ni oborete shizumu lady horo yoi de kuzureta make naoshi
gomen ne, hitotsu mono mousa sete "doite kudasaru kashira?"
furafura ninatte toire de hitori play
kagami ni utsutta koitsu neko kaburi
kiro nitsuite shingou akano ALTA mae
aware b***e naku asagata 5 (go) toki
shinju kueki higashi guchi de tabako f**ashi nagara yume wo miru
anata wa tada kudaranakute kikite yaku wo kyohi
tsugino asa mo hitori
English
A lady who minds the bottom of her frills so her black tail won't be noticed,
'cause, see, there's someone peering in, watching from under the stairs
You dream while smoking a cigarette at the east entrance to Shinjuku station,*
You're just good-for-nothing, refusing to be a good listener
Look, his vision blacked out in the street
"You did something regrettable, didn't you?"
With the same hair, the same skin,
Which is which? Which one?
At a BAR in front of the Imperial garden, among the crammed in fakes,
a lady who creates a persona skilled with words,
the pitiable fish that got hooked just ogle with round eyes
Straddling the rear end of a Majesty in the back-road alleys around Isetan,**
migrating from Shibuya to Dougenzaka, having a taste of this and that
A lady drowning and sinking to the ocean's depths,
tipsy and fixing her crumbling make up,
Sorry, let me just say one thing "Could you move out the way?"
You get dizzy and play alone in the toilet,
The person reflected in the mirror is a wolf in sheep's clothing,
A red traffic light in front of ALTA on the way home,***
Crying and acting miserable at 5 in the morning
You dream while smoking a cigarette at the east entrance to Shinjuku station,*
You're just good-for-nothing, refusing to be a good listener