Merry Christmas Mr. Lawrence Songtext
von Hikaru Utada
Merry Christmas Mr. Lawrence Songtext
I give you my heart
Hold on, let me sign it
Your señorita a.k.a. Your best friend
Hereby, let it be known
Love like never before
I′m always at your service
You just have to holler at me
NYC, NYC, what, what?
Tokyo, Tokyo, what, what?
Send it off from the streets to the highest
To the highest, high
MP3, MP3, players
Work it out, work it out, hustler
Oh, my name got him there
Mm-mm-mmh, mm-mm-mmh, mmh
You know why
I'm gonna be yours tonight
We′re gonna ooh-aah
FYI
We're gonna be up all night
I'll see you later
Call me, you know my number
Like Captain Picard
I′m chilling and flossing
It′s seven o'clock
I issue the warning
That′s right, we're stealing the show
Damn right, letting him know
We′re sipping Chardonnay from 2 p.m. On our working day
Chinga-ling chinga-ling, what, what?
Chinga-ling chinga-ling, what, what?
Take me down to the fields where the grass is
Where the glasses lie
MP3, MP3, players
Work it out, work it out, hustlers
Oh, my name got him there
Mm-mm-mmh, mm-mm-mmh, mmh
You know why
I'm gonna be yours tonight
We′re gonna ooh-aah
FYI
We're gonna be up all night
I'll see you later
Call me, you know my number
See I don′t need a freeloader
No, I don′t want a freeloader
If you want a piece of this stuff
Got to give, got to give something
You know why (you know why)
I'm gonna be yours tonight (yours tonight)
We′re gonna ooh-aah
FYI (FYI)
We're gonna be up all night (up all night)
I′ll see you later (see you later)
Call me, you know my number
You know why (you know why)
I'm gonna be yours tonight (I′m gonna be yours tonight)
We're gonna ooh-aah (ooh)
FYI (FYI)
We're gonna be up all night (up all night)
I′ll see you later (I′ll see you later)
Call me, you know my number
Hold on, let me sign it
Your señorita a.k.a. Your best friend
Hereby, let it be known
Love like never before
I′m always at your service
You just have to holler at me
NYC, NYC, what, what?
Tokyo, Tokyo, what, what?
Send it off from the streets to the highest
To the highest, high
MP3, MP3, players
Work it out, work it out, hustler
Oh, my name got him there
Mm-mm-mmh, mm-mm-mmh, mmh
You know why
I'm gonna be yours tonight
We′re gonna ooh-aah
FYI
We're gonna be up all night
I'll see you later
Call me, you know my number
Like Captain Picard
I′m chilling and flossing
It′s seven o'clock
I issue the warning
That′s right, we're stealing the show
Damn right, letting him know
We′re sipping Chardonnay from 2 p.m. On our working day
Chinga-ling chinga-ling, what, what?
Chinga-ling chinga-ling, what, what?
Take me down to the fields where the grass is
Where the glasses lie
MP3, MP3, players
Work it out, work it out, hustlers
Oh, my name got him there
Mm-mm-mmh, mm-mm-mmh, mmh
You know why
I'm gonna be yours tonight
We′re gonna ooh-aah
FYI
We're gonna be up all night
I'll see you later
Call me, you know my number
See I don′t need a freeloader
No, I don′t want a freeloader
If you want a piece of this stuff
Got to give, got to give something
You know why (you know why)
I'm gonna be yours tonight (yours tonight)
We′re gonna ooh-aah
FYI (FYI)
We're gonna be up all night (up all night)
I′ll see you later (see you later)
Call me, you know my number
You know why (you know why)
I'm gonna be yours tonight (I′m gonna be yours tonight)
We're gonna ooh-aah (ooh)
FYI (FYI)
We're gonna be up all night (up all night)
I′ll see you later (I′ll see you later)
Call me, you know my number
Writer(s): Ryuichi Sakamoto Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com