Enough now! Enough of being that guy with the "meaningful" lyrics, doused in melancholy with a dollop of loathing! Thank god for Summer competitions! For this, at the top of the page I wrote "80 bpm, Ed Sheehan fake rap or something". So there.
It's about a holiday romance, though I wouldn't be me if everything went smoothly and they turned out to be totes compatible... It has a few scanning issues, but the great Ed never let that get in the way of a good line....
White Bikini
V1: day
You wore two white strings and a festival band
You got the full attention of my new Raybans
Trying to look cool, elbow in the sand
Only one side of me getting tanned
Pre-ch
Finally I heard myself say
Hey, can I borrow your creme de soleil
You said I don't bother, I just live for today...
CHORUS
That night you introduced me to caipirinha
All you needed to seduce me was your white bikini
Down in one's the way you go
When I would rather take it slow
I was all inclusive and you were pay as you go
V2: night
It took two hours and five San Miguels
To find you in the bar and tell you how I felt
You said come to the beach where there's nobody else
We can make sand angels and our names out of shells
Hand in hand, I heard myself say
Let's make them higher, away from the waves
You said but mañana they'll be gone anyway...
CH
V3: morning
I woke wanting coffee but you said beer
Doubt like sand in my pants, while you had it all clear
I said Europe seems far, you said London is near
But I'm the chica you only meet once in a year
As you left, I heard myself say
Maybe later we can go out to play
But you only make stories and never make dates...
FINAL CH
(c) Adam Farr, 2017
