You know my cup
Barber turned artist
the numbers
- bpm
- 103
- key
- F# major
- energy
- 0.71
- dance
- 0.85
- valence
- 0.47
- vocal at
- 19.1s
- length
- 2:29
- language
- En
lyrics
You came by my spot for the first time Two sugars, small milk, you read my mind You tapped that cup with your painted nail I smiled so hard, nearly dropped the tray Next day you came, you knew the code Same paper cup on the counter, cold You said my name like you owned the place Now my whole chest dey do that race You know my cup You know my cup You know my cup You know my cup One small look And you had me shook By Labone road, you were ten minutes late Still you knew my drink, straight no debate You asked for mine, then you took a sip Left a brown ring on your lower lip Same corner table, same red chair You slid me a napkin, caught my stare You said, "No foam, right?" with a grin so sly Now I miss your step when you pass me by You know my cup You know my cup You know my cup You know my cup One small look And you had me shook Saturday rain on the ring road bend You sent one text, "I’m near, my friend" I saw your hand with the takeaway That tiny detail ruined my day You know my cup You know my cup You know my cup You know my cup One small look And you had me shook