Ooh, ooh he looks like me
Waters aren't blue under summer territories
Still I walk on sacred ground in a hazy symphony
Am I only tripping?
I think he sounds like me
His shirt is matching to mine like partners in crime
I pour another sake in a bar I've never been
It is Tokyo summer, 2018
He tells me 'bout a lady and her coat with golden spikes
It's a pretty funny story, I wanna hear it twice
His shirt is matching to mine like partners in crime
Ooh, ooh he looks like me
Next to the salary man we're taking our seat
He says if you want I'll take you to the Spanish embassy
But the Spanish embassy, what does that mean?
Embassy in Tokyo, air-o-planes and Flamenco
That isn't Mexico not any point I know?
It's Tokyo summer in a hazy symphony
I pour another sake in a bar I've never been
His shirt is matching to mine like partners in crime
I'm okay, way I feel, let it come naturally
I'm okay, way I feel, sincerely
Instinctively, instinctively, momentarily
Way I feel
He looks me like me
I might, might be trippin' but he looks like me