Mr. Smith 가사

Mr. Smith makes tacos wearing red uniform This small place is full of people The men order a large sized One and for girls, there's a medium But I can eat a whole large-sized one Anyway there is Eric who often drop in He visits in alone almost everyday But he doesn't look too lonely And he knows too many things Smith likes to hear his stories Oh, Smith Did Eric come today? Oh, Smith What kind of secrets did he spill to you this time? I like to stare when he cooks Even though it's tiny food I can see clear Rules between them Smiths moves calmly in sequence When I'm looking at I feel like As if I watch sports doin' alone It's yummy whatever he cooks Especially it goes perfect with coke But I have a little problem There are awful herbs in tacos Smith doesn't understand me He doesn't understand me at all Oh, Smith Don't put the herbs in that I hate Oh, Smith I love you, but I'll kill you if you do that again