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R&B Hums of Love

It started with a trolley, aisle twenty-three,
She was humming Black Sabbath, sipping iced tea,
Then the world spun fast, the shelves took flight,
Vicky hit the floor like a disco light.

Manager shouting, “Someone call first aid!”
She just laughed it off — mascara stayed,
“Don’t panic love, it’s not what you think,
I ain’t been naughty, I just need a drink!”

(Pre-Chorus)
Now the rumour mill’s on overtime,
Group chat blazing, crossing the line —
But she’s got receipts and a grin that bites,
Says, “Don’t need no man to ruin my night!”

(Chorus)
She was sick at Tesco, blame the meal deal,
Not the romance, just the cheap thrill feel,
Friday’s calling, and she’s back in steel,
Yeah, Vicky’s got that Friday feel!
Rock boots stompin’, lipstick fire,
She’s timing her texts to fuel desire —
Oh, she’s wild, she’s sharp, she’s real —
Vicky’s running on Friday feel!

(Verse 2)
She checks her phone, that familiar tone,
One unread message — she’s not alone,
“Was it me?” it says, she starts to grin,
“Not this time babe — I keep my sins.”

She hits reply, but waits a sec,
Timing’s power when your heart’s a wreck,
She’s learned her rhythm, her tempo tight,
‘Cos every text hits harder at night.

(Pre-Chorus)
The bass kicks in, she shakes off shame,
Life’s a gig, and she’s back on stage —
No regrets, no morning lies,
Just eyeliner wings and thunder skies.

(Chorus)
She was sick at Tesco, blame the meal deal,
Not the romance, just the cheap thrill feel,
Friday’s calling, and she’s back in steel,
Yeah, Vicky’s got that Friday feel!
Rock boots stompin’, lipstick fire,
She’s timing her texts to fuel desire —
Oh, she’s wild, she’s sharp, she’s real —
Vicky’s running on Friday feel!

(Bridge)
She’s got her pride on speed dial now,
No prince, no drama, she’ll take a bow,
If life gives chaos, she’ll make it art,
With eyeliner, laughter, and a rebel heart.

(Final Chorus)
She was sick at Tesco — now she’s alive,
Shaking off the week, ready to drive,
Volume loud, her fate’s sealed,
Oh, Vicky’s back with that Friday feel!
Yeah, she’s late, she’s loud, she’s real,
Forever chasing that Friday feel!

Bitta Sanga Bor russ

Secret

NANAY

Afterglow

John 1:1-18 1611 KJV

Afterglow

《秋日浪漫协奏曲》

🎸 Title: “Vicky: Legacy Ride”

(Verse 1)
Sunrise on chrome, reflection in her eyes,
Kid in the backseat, future in disguise,
Leather still creaks from the days gone by,
But the flame in her soul refuses to die.

Old ghosts whisper through the radio hum,
Her dad’s old records, beating like a drum,
Every riff he played, every road he burned,
Taught her life’s loud lessons she finally learned.

(Pre-Chorus)
She don’t run from the past anymore,
She tunes it up and lets it roar.

(Chorus)
She’s driving on the legacy ride,
One hand on the wheel, one wiping her eyes,
Her heart’s got scars, but she wears ’em with pride,
Turn it up loud — Vicky’s still alive.
Rock and roll mama, born to collide,
She’s raising her voice, not just to survive —
This is her time, her story, her stride,
Yeah — the legacy ride.

(Verse 2)
Got the band back, same barroom stage,
Amp lights flicker, thunder in her cage,
The crowd’s a sea, but she feels just one,
Her old man smiling in the blinding sun.

Guitar screams like a battle cry,
Years fall away in the blink of an eye,
Every note she plays is a memory reborn,
From heartbreak nights to family dawn.

(Pre-Chorus)
She ain’t chasing fame or gold,
She’s playing truth — raw and bold.

(Chorus)
She’s driving on the legacy ride,
One hand on the wheel, one wiping her eyes,
Her heart’s got scars, but she wears ’em with pride,
Turn it up loud — Vicky’s still alive.
Rock and roll mama, born to collide,
She’s raising her voice, not just to survive —
This is her time, her story, her stride,
Yeah — the legacy ride.

(Bridge)
And when the lights fade down to blue,
She’ll hear his voice — “I’m proud of you.”
From the haircuts to the guitars played,
She built her dreams where love was made.

(Final Chorus)
Now she’s rolling through the night sky wide,
A mother, a fighter, a heart amplified,
Through every tear and every tide,
Her music’s the truth she won’t ever hide.

Turn the amps up high, let the sparks collide,
Long live the queen of the Tuesday life,
She’s breaking through, no need to hide —
Forever riding… the legacy ride.

蝉鸣

Some blonde

الله يرحمك اخويا وديع

Beneath the Willow Sky

R&B Hums of Love 185 f1694a9a-f8e3-4adb-92b4-595b874859a4

Alabi Samson

hace 147 días

Lyrics (Vocal Sounds Only):
[Intro, Soft Pads]
Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...
Hmmmm... hmmmmm...

[Mid Section, Slow Groove]
Oooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh...
Oooohhh... oooohhh...
Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...

[Interlude, Warm Pad & Bass Swell]
Ooohhh... hmmmmm... ooohhh...

[Outro, Fade with Reverb Tail]
Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...
Oooooohhhhhhhhhhhh...

Romantic R&B slow tempo female voice soft 808 bass lush pads warm electric piano deep reverb sensual tone female vocal c major clear vocal

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R&B Hums of Love 185 f1694a9a-f8e3-4adb-92b4-595b874859a4

Alabi Samson

hace 147 días

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Alabi Samson

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