Call In Sick (feat. Pacho Lume)
by Livi Ayala · Club & DJ › Afro House · Made with Suno · 0 plays
Style
afro house, latin, piano, warm, house
Prompt
afro house, latin percussion, warm bassline, breathy female vocal hook, piano stabs, sunset beach club energy
Lyrics
Call in sick Call in sick You texted me at six a.m. "I'm not going in. Are you?" I said no before I thought it through Now we're two hours out, windows down My phone keeps buzzing, I let it ring Monday can have the rest of me Call in sick Tell them I lost my voice Call in sick Sun on my skin, it's not even a choice One Friday that's only ours Call in sick Two years of "hey" by the elevator Two floors apart and nothing more Now you're singing off-key with the radio And I'm learning things I never knew before Salt in my hair, no plan, no rush Nobody's looking for us yet Call in sick Tell them I lost my voice Call in sick Sun on my skin, it's not even a choice One Friday that's only ours Call in sick Mm, mm-mm, mm-mm I won't tell if you won't Call in sick Call in sick One Friday that's only ours