The lyrics of Jay Chou by Shelley Lee

Winter in 2006

Self study all night

I bought an album

Still van tersey

No CD player is required

I went home and found a broken radio

No mistake. It's just a tape

RMB is only four yuan

It turns out that the era of piracy is coming so fast

Although there are cassette tapes occasionally

It doesn't matter. I still listen to it

Humming those songs, my homework is fast

I slowly learn to sing in class and after class

I can't hear rap, hallway singing, classroom singing

Write pinyin in the book and imitate it a little bit

Who learns like others

You borrowed a compendium of Materia Medica

I'll also call it conceit

We write mom in our schoolbag. I will study hard

Up to now

I haven't learned nunchakus yet

I didn't become a vagrant poet, either

But I remember that youth

Some stories are called Jay Chou

Did you learn nunchaku

Have you found a lovely woman

When you open the door of memory

Some stories are called Jay Chou

Just after 2014

He has a new song

Online direct search

Oh, good

There are a lot of resources

But why do you want to cut a song when you hear half of it

I used to put on earphones. All I wanted to do was listen to music

Now I can't help thinking about chords and styles

The retorts about the good and the bad

I don't remember

Have you never learned a new song in a long time

I haven't read rap to the lyrics for a long time

We haven't sung in a long time

I know we're all right

I think of my tape

Maybe he's not a tape anymore

He records our time

Even if he can jam

Even if he's only worth four dollars

Those pictures are still in my mind

Up to now

I haven't learned nunchakus yet

I didn't become a vagrant poet, either

But I remember that youth

Some stories are called Jay Chou

Did you learn nunchaku

Have you found a lovely woman

When you open the door of memory

Some stories are called Jay Chou

I haven't learned nunchakus yet

I didn't become a vagrant poet

But I remember that youth

Some stories are called Jay Chou

Did you learn nunchaku

Have you found a lovely woman

When you open the door of memory

Some stories are called Jay Chou