Hey buddy, you grow up more than I know
We born in the same place and walk away each other
I could smile when you're laughing with the jokes
Then I cry when I know that we're just like the jerks
Hey buddy, you're growing too fast
Even I can't see your little teeth in that red lips
I said, you're my soul mate
We can share our half mate
But wait, maybe it's late
Now I am in the small room and I don't know where you are
Walking in the city, straightaway with the stone
Now I am in the small room and I don't know where you are
Playing with black costume and shouting like a clown,
And shouting like a clown
Hey buddy, is the wise man staring on the bridge
Or just a girl dancing under dim light when it's midnight?
"Little Red Producton"
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