Heian

I’ve got a girl, man, back in Heian
Stand at her door, man, all night long
Tap-tap-tapping like the cry of the kuina bird
Knocking on the cedar and singing this song, man
Well she a plump puffy woman, man, small eyes, pale skin
Lots of white pan, man, on her face
Blackens her teeth man, plucks her brows, man
Paints them back in a different place
She got soft strong hair, man, down to there, man
Washes it for hours while her servants stand by
She’s never nude, man, six layers deep, man
Colours from the leaves, and colours from the sky
I’ve got a girl, man, back in Heian
Plump puffy woman, man, small eyes, pale skin
Blackens her teeth man, plucks her brows, man
Paints them back in a different place
She’s not a virgin, who needs that, man
Virgins are possessed by demons
She’s got a room with a portable screen, man
Three attendants, and she’s my woman
Gotta tear away, man, head down to Taiwan
Cool my heels with some bubble pearl tea
Get my head together then it’s back to Heian
Where my girl, man, waits for me