I know the outline of your left hand nail bingo
Because I always sit on your left
Staring at your unforgettable upturned mouth as well
But I won't when they're given a trim
Especially it is you who ask for a manicure
Blow the candle on the cake sent by you in my dream
Blow−blow-
Let me be the girl
I'll take care of your every single face which lights up my sole
Blow-blow-
Let me be the girl
I'll show you how matched we are on our road
