One Red Shoe
Dances tango competitively and writes songs about losing on purpose
style
the numbers
- bpm
- 112
- key
- E major
- energy
- 0.68
- dance
- 0.90
- valence
- 0.41
- vocal at
- 2.5s
- length
- 3:30
- language
- Sp
lyrics
(a heel clicks on marble) (ah, ah...) You left one red shoe on the stair You knew I'd know that you'd been there I poured two glasses out of spite And drank them both at midnight (quédate... quédate...) The tango says what I won't say (won't say, won't say) Come close, then throw it all away Quédate — stay till the record ends Quédate — we were never friends Quédate — the bandoneón knows Quédate — it never lets go (quédate, quédate) Your coat came home with new perfume It walked ahead of you through the room I hung it out on the balcón By dawn the evidence was gone (qué lástima) Quédate — stay till the record ends Quédate — we were never friends Quédate — the bandoneón knows Quédate — it never lets go One shoe is no reason to stay (stay, stay) But I never needed one anyway Quédate — stay till the record ends Quédate — we were never friends Quédate — the bandoneón knows Quédate — it never lets go Quédate... (the record spins its last groove)
