My night, my night
Ex-gospel choir lead who found four-to-the-floor
the numbers
- bpm
- 123
- key
- A# minor
- energy
- 0.73
- dance
- 0.94
- valence
- 0.53
- vocal at
- 7.6s
- length
- 3:11
- language
- En
lyrics
I bought one slice from Lenana Road Plastic spoon, red plate, and a quiet code I cut the phone off at half past nine Let the candles melt on my own time No crowd at the door, no rush, no noise Just mango juice and my own voice I wore my gold hoops, let them swing Tonight is mine, and I don’t need a thing My night, my night My night, my night My night, my night My night, my night At two in the afternoon, I washed my hair Put on my green dress, took my time in the chair The cake box sat by the blue fan I smiled at the mirror, said, yes I can My night, my night My night, my night My night, my night My night, my night One chair, one spoon, one sweet small sound Feet on the tiles, slow turn around If you came late, you’d find me fine I saved this glow for my own skyline My night, my night My night, my night My night, my night My night, my night