For the version of this CD released in Japan, a translation of the English lyrics is included, but there are lots of places where meanings are lost in the process of translation.

I'm not like a gorgeous bombshell or anything like that.

I bought an espresso maker and coffee maker and make them myself every day.

Americans are somehow obsessed with her, and something about me hit a spot with people in Japan.

There really aren't any completely Asian people singing right now.

I squeeze oranges every morning to make juice.

I just want people to see that I do my own stuff, that I'm not stupid, and I can make fun of myself.

I get strangely obsessed about the cleanliness of my house.

If I suddenly disappear from the music world, you might see Hikaru Utada working as a helper at some inn in Atami.

In English, the sounds and melodies I created were an inspiration to me, and words came to me as I explored the sounds, and from there I was able expand on the meaning.

The same parts of my brain get as excited as when I study bio or read a novel and write a paper on it.

Never put an age limit on your dreams.

My soul only knows my spirit.

Life goes on and off

But see how oft ambition's aims are cross'd, and chiefs contend 'til all the prize is lost!

I mean I would still love to be in Mel Brooks' movies; he's great.

Putting isn't golf, greens should be treated almost the same as water hazards: you land on them, then add two strokes to your score.

Self-knowledge is the first step to maturity.

This must be Monday Night RAW, we just got a Wendy's chant.

As a Christian, there is no other part of the New Right ideology that concerns me more than its self-serving misuse of religious faith.

And sleep, that sometime shuts up sorrow's eye, Steal me awhile from mine own company.