**[Verse 1]**
A female student transferred from an urban school. Though it had nothing to do with us in the boys’ class. I wondered if she had an urban, fashionable style. If that were the case, we probably wouldn’t have paid her much attention.
**[Pre-Chorus 1]**
Even in the broadcasting club, we worked backstage, adjusting the mic volume. We never stood out.
**[Chorus 1]**
In preparation for the general assembly, we set up microphones and wired the cords. While the entire student body looked in the same direction during the assembly, we watched from the broadcasting room. Afterward, we packed up the equipment.
**[Verse 2]**
One day, I hesitantly asked my girlfriend, “Is it okay if I have a casual conversation with a female student?” She answered with a sparkling smile, “It’s okay as long as you just have a normal conversation with that cute girl.”
**[Pre-Chorus 2]**
With that same sparkling smile, she continued, “Don’t open your heart to that cute girl. You understand?”
**[Chorus 2]**
At the next general assembly, we set up the microphones like usual and wired them up. While the entire student body looked in the same direction during the assembly, we watched from the broadcasting room. The only difference was that the female transfer student was also in the broadcasting room.
**[Instrumental Solo]**
**[Verse 3]**
The female transfer student joined the broadcasting club. When I saw her in the club room, she was completely different from what I expected. She had pigtails, a cute face, big breasts, and she sometimes wore red glasses for her nearsightedness.
**[Pre-Chorus 3]**
While the club members had fun conversations around her, I was talking to my friend a little distance away.
**[Chorus 3]**
Then, without really listening, I overheard someone ask a question. Suddenly, she called my name. Everyone turned towards me, and I instantly remembered my girlfriend’s words. My mind was racing, I replied, “Hmm, I have the right to choose, too.”
**[Bridge]**
I have no idea what the original question was, but I was met with a chorus of criticism from everyone.
**[Final Chorus]**
The club president said, “You don’t have the right to choose. You don’t have the right to choose. You don’t have the right to choose. You don’t have the right to choose. You don’t have the right to choose. You don’t have the right to choose.”
**[Instrumental Solo]**
**[Fade Out]**
**[Sound]**
A fusion of funk with a 16-beat rhythm, featuring acoustic drums, slap bass guitar, acoustic piano, electric guitar, a horn section, strings, falsetto male vocals, female harmonies, and jazzy improvisation with a chromatic approach. Dominant motion.
**Verse:** Urban
**Pre-Chorus:** Pigtails
**Chorus:** Cute
**Key:** D Major
**Tempo:** 135 bpm
**Duration:** 4:00
**Title:** I Have the Right to Choose, Too
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