(verse 1)
You're just 16 from Japan
Never had an american man
I like that visor you wore out
You knew who you were without a doubt

American girls rely on what
Fred Segal sells and a firm small butt
There you stand strong with your visor
In the home at the style meiser

(chorus)
I'll miss you Yuki san
It was sugoi, so much fun
I'll miss you Yuki san
It was sugoi, so much fun

(verse 2)
We went to melrose to see
Where the movies and magazines
Get their style, look over there
Keanu Reeves, but you don't care

Funny how the girls around here
Would have freaked out and hid in fear
And the bullshit of LA
You don't understand, so you say

Give me email, give me call
Don't worry I'll see you next fall
Say goodbye to the fun
Cause you'll be back to old Yuki san