

(hawww-yee!) Walking down the wooden floor
of this dusty old Tokyo bar
I got a heavy heart,
and my feet are sore
from chasing an elusive star
Now the bartender's looking right at me
Asking what's it gonna be
Should I go local or cross the sea
To wash away her memory?
Sake or whiskey, warm or on the rocks
Which one's gonna stop the ticking of the clocks?
Rice wine sweet or bourbon with a bite I need a little
help to get through the night (yeah!)
One's clear as water from a mountain stream
The other's amber like a faded dream
She said goodbye in a Kyoto rain And left me here to
manage the pain
Now the bartender's looking right at me
Asking what's it gonna be
Should I go local or cross the sea
To wash away
her memory?
Sake or whiskey, warm or on the rocks
Which one's gonna stop the ticking of the clocks?
Rice wine sweet or bourbon with a bite I need a little
help to get through the night (ooh-wee!)
Pour them both, let the healing start
Here's to a mended heart (kanpai!) (yee-haw!)