(Mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine)
Green eyes, fried rice
I could cook an egg on you
Late night, game time
Coffee on the stove, yeah

You're sweet ice cream

But you could use a flake or two

Blue bubblegum twisted round your tongue



I don't want you to get lost

I don't want you to go broke

I want you



It's 'cause I love you, babe

In every kind of way

Just a little taste

You know I love you, baby



"Excuse me, a green tea?"

Music for a sushi restaurant

From ice on rice

Music for a sushi restaurant

Music for a sushi restaurant

Music for whatever you want



I'm not going to get lost

I'm not going to go broke

Staying cool



You know I love you, babe



If the stars were edible

And our hearts were never full

Could we live with just a taste?

Just a taste



It's 'cause I love you, babe

In every kind of way

Just a little taste

You know I love you, baby