[Intro] (Bright brass fanfare, walking bass slides in, drums swinging) [Verse 1] Midnight walks in the Taipei rain But I find a warmth that cures the pain Steaming bowl on a counter of wood Oh, baby, I never knew a dish could taste so good Slow-cooked magic in a soy sauce sea It’s doing something special to me [Chorus] Oh, Lu Rou Fan, you're the queen of the street Melting so tender, savory and sweet Five-spice whisper in the evening air With a perfectly braised egg sitting right there Yeah, you’re the top, the finest in town The king of comfort when the sun goes down [Verse 2] That fatty pork belly, diced up so fine Over steaming white rice, simply divine Fried shallots singing a beautiful tune I’m scooping up heaven with a silver spoon Other dishes try, but they can't compare To the soul and the style of the street-side fare [Chorus] Oh, Lu Rou Fan, you're the queen of the street Melting so tender, savory and sweet Five-spice whisper in the evening air With a perfectly braised egg sitting right there Yeah, you’re the top, the finest in town The king of comfort when the sun goes down [Outro] So pour another bowl, let the horn section blow This beautiful love is the best thing I know Yeah, Lu Rou Fan... You’re my kind of dish. (Big band brass swell, drum roll, final brass hit)
