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Lyrics/composition/arrangements/production by George Yeh, sung by George Y.
The fragrance of lavender, full of the room in the air.
A guy with long hair, he was a fortune teller.
I told, him what I wanted to know.
He laughed, and made a tarot spread.
He frowned, making no sound.
Uncovering the cards, he looked in a dilemma.
He hesitated to tell me how hard so far.
Being frankly, I felt unhappy.
Don’t fawn upon me, not your business.
Don’t speculate what I thought, it is really awful.
Tell me what you see, show me your integrity.
Remember, you are just a fortune teller.
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