Blue P

(Verse 1)
We just wanted to see an exhibition,
rough-side streets, last-minute decision.
Running late, nerves, the sea in sight,
then a blue P sign — miracle light.
And boom, this classy man appears,
straight outta cinema… actor vibes, my dear?

(Pre-Chorus)
“Your keys, ma’am, I’ll park it for you”
—and I’m thinking: this won’t end well, oh nooo…

(Chorus)
Oh-oh, what’s going on?
This ain’t a parking lot, it’s a yacht club scene
Oh-oh, don’t belong,
but they’re looking at me like I’m VIP.

Shiny boats, lights, red carpet glow,
me in busted shoes playing diva for show.
“No need to pay, ma’am,” he says so kind…
while I’m already searching my car in my mind!

(Verse 2)
We see the art, it’s heavenly, divine,
but my brain’s stuck on that car of mine.
“I gave it to a guy with a tie and a grin”…
yeah, not telling that story — not even to friends.

(Chorus)
Oh-oh, what’s going on?
This ain’t a parking lot, it’s a yacht club scene
Oh-oh, don’t belong,
but they’re looking at me like I’m VIP.

(Bridge)
I go to pay, acting cool, real smooth,
they say “Noooo” in an angelic mood:
“Clients don’t pay, just relax tonight”
and I’m thinking: this sketch is surreal — BAM — alright!

(Chorus)
Oh-oh, what’s going on?
This ain’t a parking lot, it’s a yacht club scene
Oh-oh, don’t belong,
but they’re looking at me like I’m VIP.

Red carpet, car at the door,
a kid looks like “what is she doing here for?”
Oh-oh, how it goes,
from sketchy streets to high society in one go.
Car arrives, I act totally chill…
but inside the car I’m laughing still!

(Outro)
So that was our cultural day,
cinema ending, tropical twist, okay.
Moral of the story, write it down clear:
never judge by the outfit, my dear —
they might just valet your car right here

4/4 ~96 BPM, indie-pop / rap-talk, cinematogràfic descarat alegre absurd frases punchy vocals potents, Male i female