One, two, one, two, three, four!
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It's so boring, a booming life of living alone
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Holding my rock soul in hand
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With spontaneous Chinese lantern, blowfish cheeks
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I once again envelop the town in chaos
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Being stand-offish but lovable is a sign of intelligence
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But for some reason, I have yet to confess my love to him
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Putting my life on the line for ping pong, to train my legs and loins
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Even with this kind of band, it ain't fake
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With these members, it ain't not rock
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We ain't aiming for a folk dance
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The place where we'll end up ain't Nirvana!
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In the form of maids, we
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This is the underworld "Yeah!"
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The scene of the crime, it's a
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Horrible scene, horrible scene!
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We're invincible maids! "Yeah!"
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The constipation is labor pains
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Pure, without a doubt, brave, Seaside is now open for business!
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With scary eyes, I return the white ball
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And I hide my gentle heart within my chest
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In downtown, wit and beauty become rivals of each other
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The jack-of-all-trades saves our feet
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A flat-chested girl with hair like a fountain that can't read the mood
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Perfectly fits into a school swimsuit "You gotta problem with that?!"
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My blonde hair flutters in the wind after school
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With the sound of the bass, not forgetting to jab back
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It's a rare show, but we didn't prepare
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There're no basics for a scene like this
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What we're performing ain't a mix
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What we want to boil ain't a bath!
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Tofu is made out of soy "Yeah!"
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With amazing cooking, you'll
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Secret information leak
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Lax, loud, harmonious, Seaside is a masterpiece! Now in operation!
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Violin, Tatsuno Toshiko!
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Accordion, Arashiyama Hotori!
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In the form of maids, we
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This is the underworld "Yeah!"
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The scene of the crime, it's a
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Horrible scene, horrible scene!
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We're invincible maids! "Yeah!"
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The constipation is labor pains
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Pure, without a doubt, brave, Seaside is now open for business!
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"Thank you very maid (much)!"
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