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(원샷!) (pour it)
Sixth and Western, 2 a.m.! (2 a.m.!) Don't call me! (don't!)
Soju on the table and my girls all around me
Sixth and Western, 2 a.m.! (2 a.m.!) You're late! (late!)
You had all day to want me. Now you're hungry? Wait.
One shot! (원샷!) Two shot! (again!)
I poured one out for us. That's all you get.
You text "wyd" like it's a personality
11:58, right on schedule, the formality
Of acting like you wondered how my day went. It went fine.
Closed a sync deal, ate with 할머니, watched her show, and that was nine.
You were where? "Busy." Busy's not a place, babe, it's a choice
I know 'cause I've been busy too and you still heard my voice
Booth in the back of the pocha, corn cheese, tteokbokki, red
Mina's doing impressions of you. Accurate. You're dead.
She does the little pause you do right before you lie.
Whole table on the floor. The auntie at the counter gave applause.
Sixth and Western, 2 a.m.! (2 a.m.!) Don't call me! (don't!)
Soju on the table and my girls all around me
Sixth and Western, 2 a.m.! (2 a.m.!) You're late! (late!)
You had all day to want me. Now you're hungry? Wait.
Noraebang at three, room nine, tambourine, the ballad book
I sang the one about you once. Tonight I didn't look
It up. That's how I knew. It isn't anger. It's just quiet
Like a kitchen after closing. Like a diet I'm not trying.
You'll say I changed. I did. I learned to say it in both tongues
"No" and "아니." Same word. Look how easily it comes
Valet brings the car around, I tip him like I'm happy
'Cause I am. Drove Mina home. Her mom left the porch light on. That's family.
Your name lit up my dash on Olympic. Let it ring out.
A year ago I'd swerve. Tonight I turned the music loud.
You up? (no)
자니? (no)
Ask me in daylight.
(SIXTH AND WESTERN!)
Sixth and Western, 2 a.m.! (2 a.m.!) Don't call me! (don't!)
Soju on the table and my girls all around me
Sixth and Western, 2 a.m.! (2 a.m.!) You're late! (late!)
You had all day to want me. Now you're hungry? Wait.
One shot! (원샷!) Two shot! (again!)
Auntie brought us soup for free. Now that's a man. I mean, a friend.
Four years inside the idol trainee system: Incheon to Gangnam at fourteen, weighed every Monday, cut at month forty-six, never debuted. She landed in LA with two hundred dollars, sang in the alley behind a nail salon on Reseda, and now owns every master. English with Korean inside it. No subtitles.