To be taken in by your fast-talk, long time no see don' t you, on your rouge.
Lanterns, to pile up one after another, and to get in the pocket.
To tell a lie, also on today, somebody vomits.
So lonely, put down the moon, on the roof.
To fall head over heels and tumble to the ground, a tomica die-cast toy car turn and turn, red‐hot metal chopsticks stick.