NOBODY LEFT AT FOUR
Writes about the taxi home, never the club
style
the numbers
- bpm
- 136
- key
- A# minor
- energy
- 0.74
- dance
- 0.95
- valence
- 0.46
- vocal at
- 14.7s
- length
- 1:46
- language
- En
lyrics
Nobody left at four and I was still there at the door Talking to the man who runs the coats about his van Nobody left at four and I have done this here before And I'll be here again next Friday, same coats, same man I'm not the last one out because I'm having such a night I'm the last one out because the last one out has got a job And the job is being funny and being fine and being light And I am extremely good at it and it costs me quite a lot Nobody left at four and I was still there at the door Talking to the man who runs the coats about his van Nobody left at four and I have done this here before And I'll be here again next Friday, same coats, same man His van's a Vauxhall, eighty thousand on the clock He's told me twice. I asked again. I like the way he talks. Nobody left at four and I have done this here before And I'll be here again next Friday, same coats, same man (same man)