Classy. Sexy. Crazy. Couture.
Classy. Sexy. Crazy. Beautiful.
Style.
런웨이, runaway
런웨이, runaway
런웨이, runaway
runaway. Style.
보기엔 어어~울려도 불편한 구두같은 너.
내겐 맞지가 않아.
(S-T-Y-L-E 내 멋대로 살께, leave)
모든게 어어~지러워. 네가 내게 원하는 건
내가 아닌 나잖아.
(S-T-Y-L-E come on boy let me be me)
머리부터 발끝까지 네가 원한 LOOK.
Baby this ain’t my style.
비틀 비틀 걷는 네 맘속의 런웨이.
You’re not my style.
내 스타일, 내 스타일
긴말 안하는 건 알잖아
(You’re not you’re not my-my-my style)
굿바이 굿바이
그 한마디 하면 됐잖아
잘가 (You’re not my-my-my style)
런웨이, runaway
런웨이, runaway
런웨이, runaway
runaway. Style.
보기엔 어어~울려도 빛바랜 팔지같은 너.
내겐 수갑이잖아.
(S-T-Y-L-E 내 멋대로 살께, leave)
머리부터 발끝까지 네가 원한 LOOK.
Baby this ain’t my style.
비틀 비틀 걷는 네 맘속의 런웨이.
You’re not my style.
내 스타일, 내 스타일 (리코)
긴말 안하는 건 알잖아
(You’re not mamama my style)
굿바이 굿바이 (리코)
그 한마디 하면 됐잖아
잘가
You don’t know my my my my style
멀리서만 봐 아 아
나 나 나 날 아는 척 하지마
No you’re not my style
Baby nah nah nah na-ah-ah
가 가 가 가 You’re not my style
Classy. Sexy. Crazy beautiful
style
내 스타일, 내 스타일
긴말 안하는 건 알잖아
(내 스타일, 내 스타일 두말하진 않잖아)
굿바이 굿바이
그 한마디 하면 됐잖아
잘가
내 스타일, 내 스타일
한번 돌아서면 알잖아
내 스타일 내 스타일 되돌릴순 없자나
굿바이 굿바이
길게 끌면 너도 싫잖아
잘가 Goodbye
Classy. Sexy. Crazy. Couture.
Classy. Sexy. Crazy. Beautiful.
Style.
reonwe-i, runaway
reonwe-i, runaway
reonwe-i, runaway
runaway. Style.
bo-gien eoeo~u-llyeodo bulpyeonhan gudugateun neo.
nae-gen majji-ga anha.
(S-T-Y-L-E nae meot-daero sal-kke, Leave)
modeunke eoeo~jireowo. ni-ga nae-ge wonhaneun geon
nae-ga anin najanha.
(S-T-Y-L-E come on boy let me be me)
meoribu-teo bal-kkeut-kkaji ni-ga wonhan LOOK.
Baby this ain’t my style.
biteul biteul keonneun ne mamsokye reonwe-i.
You’re not my style.
nae style, nae style
gin-mal anhaneun geon al-janha
(You’re not you’re not my-my-my style)
goodbye, goodbye
keu han-madi hamyeon dwaeht-janha
jal-ka (You’re not my-my-my style)
reonwe-i, runaway
reonwe-i, runaway
reonwe-i, runaway
runaway. Style.
bo-gien eoeo~u-llyeodo bitbaraen pal-ji-gateun neo.
nae-gen sugabijanha.
(S-T-Y-L-E nae meot-daero sal-kke, Leave)
meoribu-teo bal-kkeut-kkaji ni-ga wonhan LOOK.
Baby this ain’t my style.
biteul biteul keonneun ne mamsokye reonwe-i.
You’re not my style.
nae style, nae style
gin-mal anhaneun geon al-janha
(You’re not you’re not my-my-my style)
goodbye, goodbye
keu han-madi hamyeon dwaeht-janha
jal-ka
You don’t know my my my my style
meolliseoman bwah a a
na na na nal aneun cheok hajima
No you’re not my style
Baby nah nah nah na-ah-ah
ka ka ka ka You’re not my style
Classy. Sexy. Crazy. Beautiful
Style
nae style, nae style
gin-mal anhaneun geon al-janha
(nae style, nae style dumarhajin anh-janha)
goodbye, goodbye
keu han-madi hamyeon dwaeht-janha
jal-ka (You’re not my-my-my style)
nae style, nae style
hanbeon do-raseomyeon al-janha
nae style nae style dwehdollil-sun eoptjana
goodbye, goodbye
gil-ke kkeulmyeon neodo shirh-janha
jal-ka Goodbye
Classy. Sexy. Crazy. Couture.
Classy. Sexy. Crazy. Beautiful.
Style.
Runway, runaway,
runway, runaway
Runway, runaway
runaway. Style.
You look like you’d suit me but you’re like uncomfortable heels
You don’t fit me
(S-T-Y-L-E I’ll live however I want, leave)
Everything that you want from me makes me dizzy
That’s not me
(S-T-Y-L-E come on boy let me be me)
The look you want for me from my head to my toes
Baby this ain’t my style
I sway as I walk on your heart’s runway
You’re not my style
My style, my style
You know I keep things short
(You’re not you’re not my-my-my style)
Goodbye, goodbye
Just those words are enough
Goodbye (You’re not my-my-my style)
Runway, runaway,
runway, runaway
Runway, runaway
runaway. Style.
You look like you’d suit me but you’re like uncomfortable heels
You don’t fit me
(S-T-Y-L-E I’ll live however I want, leave)
The look you want for me from my head to my toes
Baby this ain’t my style
I sway as I walk on your heart’s runway
You’re not my style
My style, my style
You know I keep things short
(You’re not you’re not my-my-my style)
Goodbye, goodbye
Just those words are enough
Goodbye
You don’t know my my my my style
Just look from afar
Don’t act like you know me
No you’re not my style
Baby nah nah nah na-ah-ah
Go go go go, You’re not my style
Classy. Sexy. Crazy beautiful
Style
My style, my style
You know I keep things short
(My style, my style, I won’t say it twice)
Goodbye, goodbye
Just those words are enough
Goodbye
My style, my style
If you turn around once, you’ll know
My style, my style, you can’t turn things back
Goodbye, goodbye
Dragging things out is no fun for you either
Goodbye, goodbye