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E.G.G.

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  • 作词 : 沖井 礼二
    作曲 : 沖井 礼二
    
    Oneday I made a kind of omlette
    I don't know can you call it so
    How could I apologize to the mother hen
    “I confess, I've wasted your own struggle”
    Never had such an awful object
    And I hope I never do again
    Writing 50 times “I should not be so”
    I was blue all through the day
    Can I tell that feeling when I eat some supreme eggs
    Can't explain that feeling flying high, deep in my brain, in my brain
    Oneday she made a kind of omlette
    And I know you gotta call it so
    “E.G.G.“”is,for me, the magic spell
    And she's a master class witch
    What the hell! don't need no status, honor, money,
    Or sweet sweet romance
    How miserable, to live
    A life without eggs
    Can I tell that feeling when I eat some supreme eggs
    Can't explain that feeling flying high, deep in my brain,
    GIMME SOME EGGS!
    (breaking eggshells takes you high)
    sometimes it lets me feel so dizzy
    (breaking eggshells takes you high)
    sometimes it makes me mad
    Can I tell that feeling when I eat some supreme eggs
    Can't explain that feeling flying high, deep in my brain,
    Can I tell that feeling when I eat some supreme eggs
    Can't explain that feeling flying high, deep in my brain,
    Can I tell......!?
    GIMME SOME EGGS!
  • 作词 : 沖井 礼二
    作曲 : 沖井 礼二
    
    Oneday I made a kind of omlette
    I don't know can you call it so
    How could I apologize to the mother hen
    “I confess, I've wasted your own struggle”
    Never had such an awful object
    And I hope I never do again
    Writing 50 times “I should not be so”
    I was blue all through the day
    Can I tell that feeling when I eat some supreme eggs
    Can't explain that feeling flying high, deep in my brain, in my brain
    Oneday she made a kind of omlette
    And I know you gotta call it so
    “E.G.G.“”is,for me, the magic spell
    And she's a master class witch
    What the hell! don't need no status, honor, money,
    Or sweet sweet romance
    How miserable, to live
    A life without eggs
    Can I tell that feeling when I eat some supreme eggs
    Can't explain that feeling flying high, deep in my brain,
    GIMME SOME EGGS!
    (breaking eggshells takes you high)
    sometimes it lets me feel so dizzy
    (breaking eggshells takes you high)
    sometimes it makes me mad
    Can I tell that feeling when I eat some supreme eggs
    Can't explain that feeling flying high, deep in my brain,
    Can I tell that feeling when I eat some supreme eggs
    Can't explain that feeling flying high, deep in my brain,
    Can I tell......!?
    GIMME SOME EGGS!