• Kokeshi Doll, Kokeshi Doll
    We meet again at last
    I see to much of your kind
    You come and fight me to fast

    Kokeshi Doll, Kokeshi Doll
    Oh how you look so cute
    Your silky cloth and high pitched voice
    Is like a melody from a flute

    Kokeshi Doll, Kokeshi Doll
    how innocent would you look
    if you were kind and loving
    like the children from a book

    Kokeshi Doll, Kokeshi Doll
    you never cease to surprise me
    always moving,always mad
    always looking o so sad

    Kokeshi Doll, Kokeshi Doll
    the battle ain't over yet
    as long as i have my ring
    and you have your fan
    you will have no time
    for a simple fret

    Kokeshi Doll, Kokeshi Doll
    our battle has now ended
    your head cut off and bowed
    before me
    but i must run for i know
    you will soon be mended