(Mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine) Green eyes, fried rice I could cook an egg on you Late night, game time Coffee on the stove, yeah You're sweet ice cream But you could use a flake or two Blue bubblegum twisted round your tongue I don't want you to get lost I don't want you to go broke I want you It's 'cause I love you, babe In every kind of way Just a little taste You know I love you, baby "Excuse me, a green tea?" Music for a sushi restaurant From ice on rice Music for a sushi restaurant Music for a sushi restaurant Music for whatever you want I'm not going to get lost I'm not going to go broke Staying cool You know I love you, babe If the stars were edible And our hearts were never full Could we live with just a taste? Just a taste It's 'cause I love you, babe In every kind of way Just a little taste You know I love you, baby