Never Stays for Coffee
by Nahla Solenne · Pop · Made with Mureka · 0 plays
Style
quiet storm, sophisti-pop, intimate, soft, pop
Prompt
sophisti-pop, smooth jazz soul, sultry female contralto, breathy understated vocals, sax solo, Rhodes, Latin percussion
Lyrics
Mm, mm-mm Never stays for coffee Blue coat folded on the chair, Two sugars in a cup he never drinks. He tells you that your laugh is rare, Says it slow so you'll believe he thinks. Quarter past five, the radio low, He's already measuring the walk to the door. A kiss on the cheek, a hand on the frame, He knows your name, he knows your name. He never stays for coffee, Never stays for coffee. Sweet as the first hello, Gone before it's warm. He never stays for coffee, Never stays for coffee. Leaves a tip on the table, And you call it charm. Ten past nine, a borrowed pen, He writes a number on your hand. Fixes the shelf, then fixes his grin, Says the best plans are the ones unplanned. Your sister says he's trouble. You say maybe. Her eyebrow says it all. A kiss on the cheek, a hand on the frame, He knows your name, he knows your name. Two cups on the counter, One of them full. Steam climbs up to nobody at all. He never stays for coffee, Never stays for coffee. Sweet as the first hello, Gone before it's warm. He never stays for coffee, Never stays for coffee. Leaves a tip on the table, And you call it charm. Never stays for coffee, Mm, never stays. Never stays for coffee, Door's still swinging, cup's still warm.