| Song | Awoo |
| Artist | The Hidden Cameras |
| Album | Awoo |
| 作曲 : Gibb | |
| From the moment I was taught to resist the education, awoo | |
| To hold it hostage until I know he loves me, awoo | |
| With a shrug and an ugh, I unleash my holy power, awoo | |
| The feeling of the end of my last examination, awoo | |
| awoo. awoo.. a ye a ya. | |
| awoo. awoo.. a ye a ya. | |
| How sweet is the curd of my own written qualities, a woo | |
| I'd rather wallow win the mud of my own imagination, awoo | |
| If I am naked on the throne, I'll be working in bone yard, awoo | |
| Haunts the blood like a bad reputation, awoo | |
| awoo. awoo.. a ye a ya. | |
| awoo. awoo.. a ye a ya. | |
| I've got 25 bucks can you save my reputation? awoo | |
| Acting like nothing ever happened to me ever, awoo. | |
| But if I covet and conform to my own rich qualities, awoo. | |
| I'll be working for my own, now at least I'll know he loves me not, awoo. | |
| awoo. awoo.. a ye a ya. | |
| awoo. awoo.. a ye a ya. |
| zuò qǔ : Gibb | |
| From the moment I was taught to resist the education, awoo | |
| To hold it hostage until I know he loves me, awoo | |
| With a shrug and an ugh, I unleash my holy power, awoo | |
| The feeling of the end of my last examination, awoo | |
| awoo. awoo.. a ye a ya. | |
| awoo. awoo.. a ye a ya. | |
| How sweet is the curd of my own written qualities, a woo | |
| I' d rather wallow win the mud of my own imagination, awoo | |
| If I am naked on the throne, I' ll be working in bone yard, awoo | |
| Haunts the blood like a bad reputation, awoo | |
| awoo. awoo.. a ye a ya. | |
| awoo. awoo.. a ye a ya. | |
| I' ve got 25 bucks can you save my reputation? awoo | |
| Acting like nothing ever happened to me ever, awoo. | |
| But if I covet and conform to my own rich qualities, awoo. | |
| I' ll be working for my own, now at least I' ll know he loves me not, awoo. | |
| awoo. awoo.. a ye a ya. | |
| awoo. awoo.. a ye a ya. |