가사: Liz Phair. Juvenilia. Turning Japanese.
I've got your picture of me and you
You wrote "I love you", I love you too
I sit there staring and there's nothing else to do
Oh, it's in color your hair is brown
Your eyes are hazel and soft as clouds
I often kiss you when there's no one else around
I've got your picture, I've got your picture
I'd like a million of them, all 'round my cell
I asked the doctor to take your picture
So I can look at you from inside as well
You've got me turning up and turning down
And turning in and turning 'round
I'm turning Japanese, I think
I'm turning Japanese, I really think so
Turning Japanese, I think
I'm turning Japanese, I really think so
I'm turning Japanese, I think
I'm turning Japanese, I really think so
Turning Japanese, I think
I'm turning Japanese, I really think so
I've got your picture, I've got your picture
I'd like a million of them all 'round my cell
I want the doctor to take your picture
So I can look at you from inside as well
You've got me turning up and turning down
And turning in and turning 'round
I'm turning Japanese, I think
I'm turning Japanese, I really think so
Turning Japanese, I think
I'm turning Japanese, I really think so
I'm turning Japanese, I think
I'm turning Japanese, I really think so
Turning Japanese, I think
I'm turning Japanese, I really think so
No sex, no drugs, no wine, no women
No fun, no sin, no you, no wonder it's dark
Everyone around me is a total stranger
Everyone avoids me like a psyched lone ranger, everyone
That's why I'm turning Japanese, I think
I'm turning Japanese, I really think so
Turning Japanese, I think
I'm turning Japanese, I really think so
I'm turning Japanese, I think
I'm turning Japanese, I really thinkso
Turning Japanese, I think
I'm turning Japanese, I really think so
Turning Japanese, I think
I'm turning Japanese, I really think so
Turning Japanese, I think
I'm turning Japanese, I really think so
Turning Japanese, I think
I'm turning Japanese, I really think so
(Think so, think so, think so)
Turning Japanese, I think
I'm turning Japanese, I really think so
You wrote "I love you", I love you too
I sit there staring and there's nothing else to do
Oh, it's in color your hair is brown
Your eyes are hazel and soft as clouds
I often kiss you when there's no one else around
I've got your picture, I've got your picture
I'd like a million of them, all 'round my cell
I asked the doctor to take your picture
So I can look at you from inside as well
You've got me turning up and turning down
And turning in and turning 'round
I'm turning Japanese, I think
I'm turning Japanese, I really think so
Turning Japanese, I think
I'm turning Japanese, I really think so
I'm turning Japanese, I think
I'm turning Japanese, I really think so
Turning Japanese, I think
I'm turning Japanese, I really think so
I've got your picture, I've got your picture
I'd like a million of them all 'round my cell
I want the doctor to take your picture
So I can look at you from inside as well
You've got me turning up and turning down
And turning in and turning 'round
I'm turning Japanese, I think
I'm turning Japanese, I really think so
Turning Japanese, I think
I'm turning Japanese, I really think so
I'm turning Japanese, I think
I'm turning Japanese, I really think so
Turning Japanese, I think
I'm turning Japanese, I really think so
No sex, no drugs, no wine, no women
No fun, no sin, no you, no wonder it's dark
Everyone around me is a total stranger
Everyone avoids me like a psyched lone ranger, everyone
That's why I'm turning Japanese, I think
I'm turning Japanese, I really think so
Turning Japanese, I think
I'm turning Japanese, I really think so
I'm turning Japanese, I think
I'm turning Japanese, I really thinkso
Turning Japanese, I think
I'm turning Japanese, I really think so
Turning Japanese, I think
I'm turning Japanese, I really think so
Turning Japanese, I think
I'm turning Japanese, I really think so
Turning Japanese, I think
I'm turning Japanese, I really think so
(Think so, think so, think so)
Turning Japanese, I think
I'm turning Japanese, I really think so
Phair, Liz