i was queuing up to buy a ticket,
a beautiful whistle sounded behind me
what a familiar tune
why i couldn't remember where i have heard it
blew whistles one by one
each song is so wonderful
i couldn't help looking back
oh,ah,ah, his handsome made my heartbeat fast
the whistles behind me danced my hair
my mind became chaotiion
really bad i bought a wrong direction ticket
i hate these whistles,wrong whistles
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