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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Fresh coat of lipstick
Same old chipped wine glass
Bills on the table
But I’m still gon’ dance
Late rent
Late night
I spin in my thrift-store dress
Laugh at the ceiling
‘Cause I still feel blessed (oh yeah)
[Chorus]
Got that velvet in the pocket
Little secret in my step
I’m broke on paper
Honey
But I’m rich in what I kept
All this rhythm in my bloodstream
All this sugar on my tongue
I turn my troubles into timing
Every time the song gets sung
[Verse 2]
Ex called me “crazy”
He was half-right
I confess
I love too loud sometimes
I forgive a little less
I stir my coffee
With my favorite fountain pen
Write my heart in tiny margins
Then I sing it all again (woo)
[Chorus]
Got that velvet in the pocket
Little secret in my step
I’m broke on paper
Honey
But I’m rich in what I kept
All this rhythm in my bloodstream
All this sugar on my tongue
I turn my troubles into timing
Every time the song gets sung
[Bridge]
Snap my fingers at the bad days
Shimmy through the what-ifs
Mights
Every wrong turn
Every last-place
Becomes a spotlight in my lights (hey!)
[Chorus]
Got that velvet in the pocket
Little secret in my step
I’m broke on paper
Honey
But I’m rich in what I kept
All this rhythm in my bloodstream
All this sugar on my tongue
I turn my troubles into timing
Every time the song gets sung
Details
GeneratedMar 4, 2026
Duration2:44
LanguagePL
Style
funk, Slinky funk-jazz groove with walking bass and tight pocket drums, glassy electric piano comps, and choppy rhythm guitar. Horn section hits answer the vocal in the hook; verses stay close and smoky, chorus widens with stacked female harmonies and a touch of reverb. Touch of organ swells in the bridge, ending on a stank-face horn stab. Female vocals, playful and confident., jazz
Credits
Prompt byFlyDawn79
ModelAria v5
Prompt
funk, jazz, female
