chorus

we b in the club x 3


we b in the club x 3


intro

staring at the full moon, to get my mind right
bright, lemon slice,
she in the limelight,
sprite, ice
lips red, plus her wines white
a fine night, black dress, even the blind sight
aight, she's found her fame, high-heels
do these tracks sound the same?
singing the same songs, with a different album name
never do that-that-that
better move back back back!


chorus

we be in the club x 3

we be in the club x 3


v1

up at the crack of dawn,
til darkness falls
staggers down the street
trying to stand, market stalls
same old shit, she’s just young, after all
favourite outfit on for show, like carnivals
barman pours drinks, glasses clink, large applause
not really into sports, he played basketball
not your average joe who came to start a brawl+what
happens stays in here, nothing makes it pass the wall

she be in the club
she be in the club
loving the affection, i should’ve mentioned?
she couldn’t see, that he
would not have good intentions
drinking wine, saying whatever springs to mind
wintertime, he reassures her everything is fine
slowly reels her in, telling her a string of lies,
devil in disguise, clever, never gonna ring her line


chorus

we be in the club x 3

we be in the club x 3


v2

a master in sweet-talking,
- heart starts to sink,
drowning in her sorrow follows
drink after drink
now he’s got her in a state,
where it’s hard to think
straight, this learning curves,
like a larger in-take,
than the drink
drank
before she was drunk
in love?
in need of some, please
pour me a cup
tripping down steps,
falls deep in love
a man, no name

just a story of one
but, it could’ve been you too!
now what would you do?

just a story of one
but, it could’ve been you too!
now what would you do?

chorus

we be in the club x 8


v3

last night was a blur,
as weird as it seemed,
vivid image of the man appeared in a dream
he leered as he leaned
towards her, drew nearer
a romance, shed tears, in fear of the scene
floppy limbs fell, into his arms
watch her body swim,
if she recalls correct,
the man had not been him
or was it?
he pushed with force
smooth skin, ‘gainst the wooden floor
looking forward, she watched herself
ain’t a sight she could ignore
it was a just a dream,+she
sighed with relief
smothered in her covers,
hiding beneath//
lost in her neighbourhood
lost like reading your favourite book
a night out turned into what she later would,
regret,
when the beat drops, everybody say the hook!