When she was two. Mama told her what to do. Sit and behave. Don't make a sound now. When she was eight. She had found a different fate. Moving her friends. Up and down now. When the clock had moved some more. She could open any door she pleased. She's a Koto girl. Playing eighteen string guitar. Been around. All the eastern world. She can't leave now but her dreams still travel far. Now She is grown. Has a life all of her own. Plays all the time. Just to be seen now. I met her here. Drinking cold ASAHI beer. Or could have been. A grass of tsing tao. I walked up and asked her please. She replied hello in cantonese. She's a Koto Girl. Who knows what she wants to be. Been around. All the eastern world. But hopes someday for a life where she is free. Don't go away (I want to be with you). I tried to say (Come on let's see it through). But she's got those. Stars in her eyes. Shanghai goodbye. Signed a major record deal. Now she plays TV shows in high hells. She's a Koto girl. A dream come true superstar. Been around all the eastern world. But Koto girl wants to climb the billboard charts. She's a Koto girl. Playing eighteen strings guitar. What a sound. Heard around the world this Koto girl (Koto girl) has got her strings. Wrapped around my heart