Lyrics:

Wa-mono
There's me, there's you (hoko-ten)
In a pedestrian paradise
Where the catwalk got its claws (meow)
A subculture, in a kaleidoscope of fashion
Prowl the streets of Harajuku (irasshaimase)

Super lovers, tell me where you got yours
(At the super lovers store)
Yohji Yamamoto
I'm hanging with the locals

Where the catwalk got its claws
All you fashion know-it-alls
With your underground malls
In the world of Harajuku
Putting on a show, when you dress up in your clothes
Wild hair color and cell phones
Your accessories are dead on

[chorus 2x]
Harajuku girls, you got the wicked style
I like the way that you are
I am your biggest fan, oh

Harajuku girls
I'm looking at you girls
You're so original girls
You got the look that makes you stand out
Harajuku girls, I’m looking at you girls
You mix and match it girls
You dress so fly and just parade around (arigato)

I'm fascinated by the Japanese fashion scene
Just an American girl in the Tokyo streets
My boyfriend bought me a Hysteric Glamour shirt
They’re hard to find in the States, got me feeling couture

What’s that you got on
Is it Comme Des Garcons
A Vivienne Westwood can’t go wrong
Mixed up with second-hand clothes
(Let's not forget about John Galliano, no)
Flip the landscape when Nigo made A Bathing Ape
I’ve got expensive taste (oh well)
Guess I’d better save up (cho takai)

[chorus 2x]

Work it, express it
Live it, command your style
Create it, design it
Now let me see you work it
Create it, design it
Now let me see you work it

You bring style and color all around the world (you harajuku girls)
You bring style and color all around the world (you harajuku girls)

Your look is so distinctive, like DNA
Like nothing I've ever seen in the USA
Your underground culture, visual grammar
The language of your clothing, is something to encounter
A ping-pong match between eastern and western
Did you see your inspiration in my latest collection
Just wait till you get your little hands on L.A.M.B.
Cause it's (super kawaii), that means (super cute in Japanese)
The streets of Harajuku are your catwalk
Bishoujo, you're so vogue
That's what you drop

Cho saikou, Harajuku girls
(And that’s what you drop, and that’s what you drop)
Cho saikou, Harajuku girls
(I'm your big fan, why Stefani, you like-a me?)

Harajuku girls [chorus in background]
Harajuku girls

Style detached from content
A fatal attraction to cuteness
Style is style
Fashion is fashion
Girl, you got style