0029 Whispered Groove Tales

(ooh) Late room, low lamp,

I settle in

I keep my cool in a narrow groove Soft sole on wood

with a careful move Every word lands clean,

no extra shine Just a plain truth cut in a steady line

Wurly in the corner and the kick sits low Old dust on

the break makes the whole thing glow I don't need a crowd

when the room feels right Just a dry little rhythm and a

patient night

Hold that look a second longer

Let the small things pull me under

I can feel the air turn warmer

When your name moves through the bar

Keep it low, keep it close Let it roll like smoke from

a midnight roast Keep it warm,

keep it true I got a slow groove leaning into you

Keep it low, keep it close Hands on time and the record

goes Keep it warm,

keep it true I got a soft tune folding into you

Table for two and the glass rings fade Your smile bends light

in a sideways shade I talk in half-notes,

you answer slow Needle dust dancing where the side tones go Scratch

in the break like a name half-said Kick and snare walking where

the heart gets led

No big scene, just a lean and sway A little more truth

at the end of the day (ahhh) If the night turns thin,

stay near

If the room goes still,

stay here I can sing the small part clear

Keep it low, keep it close Let it roll like smoke from

a midnight roast Keep it warm,

keep it true I got a slow groove leaning into you

Keep it low, keep it close Hands on time and the record

goes

Keep it warm, keep it true I got a soft tune folding

into you

Stay in the groove a

little while (ooh)

Stay till the last note

leaves the dial