Strawberry Margarita

Romaji

There’s nothing like new stuff to spice up my summer
I’m off to a new town to find me a new toy
Taking the late bus
I sit by the window
Replaying mistakes in my head
Well, I don’t think you will like it
I wanted to know your name
Without it, I never will find you again inside it
This crowded street in our town I’m leaving
There’s something that holds me back from stepping out
Stepping out
Stepping out
Stepping out
I got this from nowhere
A picture of that day
The moment I saw you
Just raised your left eyebrow
I sit by the window
It feels just like slow-mo
I jumped off the deck of the bus
Though I don’t think you will like it
I wanted to know your name
Without it, I never will find you again inside it
This crowded street in our town I’m leaving
There’s something that holds me back from stepping out
Stepping out
Stepping out
Stepping out of what I am
Stepping out
Stepping out
It won’t be the same again
You have a black tea
I have a tequila
Two very different drinks just like us
Well, I do like it
I wanted to know your name
Without it, I never will find you again inside it
This crowded street in our town deceives us
There’s something that holds me back from stepping out
I’m glad to finally find
I’m glad to finally find
I’m glad to finally find
I’m glad to finally find you