I hope this song doesn’t get popular I hope this song doesn’t get popular I hope people won’t memorize the lyrics One week ago, in the bathtub I was humming a song by myself Now you’ve heard that song And soon, people will hear it too
Yeah alright 1, 2 Confidently lift your head and look at me Of course, rookie rookie my super rookie rookie boy I like you, every time I see you, you’re my type Of course, rookie rookie my super rookie rookie boy ha!
With you thick scent You’re hiding someone else’s traces As you calmly smile Late at night, you call me again You tell me goodnight, poorly acting Pretending not to know, pretending You keep lying to me
When I opened my eyes, sunrise Like a habit, my motion looks for you Yeah, my empty heart is filled with memories with you Inside, I think of you Though you can’t hear I say to myself