The Fresh Queen of Mahjong

In west Nagano, born and raised

at the mahjong table where I spent most of my days

Chillin' out, maxin' and playin' all cool

And all shootin' some tiles outside of mah school

When a couple a' teams were up to no good,

Started makin' trouble in the neighborhood

I played in one little game and my uncle got spooked,

he said "you're movin' with your cousin to a prefecture outside this hood"

I begged and I pleaded with him day after day

but he packed my suitcase and sent me on my way

He gave me a kiss and then he gave me a ticket

I packed my mahjong tiles up and said "I might as well kick it"

First class, yo this is mad, drinkin' strawberry juice out of a champagne glass

Is this what the rest of Ryuumonbuchi's living like?

Hmmm, this might be alright

My cousin Touka whistled for a cab and when it came near

the license plate said "RYUUMON" and there was dice in the mirror

If anything I could say that this cab cost some dough

But I thought "Nah, forget it, yo homes to Nagano!"

I pulled up to the mansion at about 7 or 8

and I said to the cabbie "yo homes, smell ya later!"

I looked at my kingdom I was finally home,

to sit on my throne as the queen of mahjong!