When The Weekends Rocked

[Verse 1]
Used to save my best dress
For the cracked old wooden floor
Neon clock above the bar
Ticking till they locked the door
Jukebox humming our song
Quarter dropped
The world stood still
Spinning under cheap string lights
Laughing like we always will
[Chorus]
Why can’t life be simple like that
Skirts in a circle
Hearts beating fast
Just a hand on my waist
And your shoulders to hold
When the weekends rocked
To that old rock and roll
Why can’t life be simple like that
Simple like that
[Verse 2]
Now it’s emails
Traffic
Half a smile and looking down
Scrolling through a thousand faces
No one takes my hand around
I still hear that snap and shout
Every Friday in my head
You would count us into heaven
Two quick steps and off we fled
[Chorus]
Why can’t life be simple like that
Skirts in a circle
Hearts beating fast
Just a hand on my waist
And your shoulders to hold
When the weekends rocked
To that old rock and roll
Why can’t life be simple like that
Simple like that
[Bridge]
Maybe I’m chasing
A moment in a photograph
But when I close my eyes
I swear I hear us laugh (oh)
So if you ever find
A little bar that feels like home
Save a dance for the girl
Who still dreams in chrome
[Chorus]
Why can’t life be simple like that
Skirts in a circle
Hearts beating fast
Just a hand on my waist
And your shoulders to hold
When the weekends rocked
To that old rock and roll
Why can’t life be simple like that
Why can’t life be simple like that

rock, Warm retro pop-rock with a 50s swing undercurrent, female vocals. Clean electric guitar chanks and upright bass, brushed snares on the verses. Chorus blooms with stacked doo-wop harmonies, tambourine, and a simple piano doubling the hook. Light tape slap on the vocal for nostalgia, steady midtempo groove that sways like a slow twist., simple