Sunday Chair
Barber turned artist
style
the numbers
- bpm
- 103
- key
- D# major
- energy
- 0.70
- dance
- 0.91
- valence
- 0.48
- vocal at
- 4.1s
- length
- 1:49
- language
- En
lyrics
(no wahala) Sunday na the only day the chair dey talk back Man wey no fit tell him wife, e go tell the barber I hear everything and I forget everything (forget everything) That na the job, the hair na just the excuse One man cry for this chair last month (last month) I no talk. I just cut am slow. Sunday chair, Sunday chair Everybody sit down small and tell me true Sunday chair, Sunday chair Na here the whole street dey confess Small boy come ask me how to talk to one girl I give am advice wey I never take myself E work for am. E dey married now. I still dey here. (still dey here) God get sense of humour, abeg When I blow, I go still open Sunday. Person go need the chair. Sunday chair, Sunday chair Everybody sit down small and tell me true Sunday chair, Sunday chair Na here the whole street dey confess (Sunday chair...)