Bibi says no
Ex-gospel choir lead who found four-to-the-floor
the numbers
- bpm
- 123
- key
- A# major
- energy
- 0.73
- dance
- 0.93
- valence
- 0.51
- vocal at
- 0.2s
- length
- 3:58
- language
- En
lyrics
At the Ngara gate she stands, a thermos warm in hand You bring three red roses from the kiosk, tied with rubber band She taps your cracked brown loafers on the step, then looks you in the eye Says even your cologne can't hide the cheap cut in your tie She has counted every ring On the blue enamel plate She saw your watch stop at six ten And still she kept the gate Bibi says no Bibi says no Bibi says no Bibi says no She guards the door all night On the dining chair, your gift bag sits beside the prayer mat A kettle sings in the back room, and the radio hums flat She lifts your photo from the table, turns it by the frame Then puts it face down in the drawer like she forgot your name She has counted every ring On the blue enamel plate She saw your watch stop at six ten And still she kept the gate Bibi says no Bibi says no Bibi says no Bibi says no She guards the door all night Past seven, she shifts the sukuma in a dented pan Past eight, she wipes the sugar tin and fans the jiko fan You wait on the verandah step while the night train shakes the tin But her eyes stay on the road like she already made your sin Bibi says no Bibi says no Bibi says no Bibi says no She guards the door all night
