Brown Boots in the Northeast Night

[Verse 1] (Am – F – Dm – Em)

Yeah, we came outta Andress, Class of ’95,

From the beast of the Northeast where the legends stay alive.

You stayed short and hot, with that smile that kills the room,

Real estate queen in them brown cowboy boots.

Bubbly little fireball, but you flip gangsta if you need—

Cute voice like a lullaby, but you don’t play with enemies.

We talk like friends, but the spark still hits,

You text “one day we’ll meet,” girl… I’m counting on it.

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[Pre-Chorus] (F – Em – Dm – Em)

You got men lined up with their pickup lines,

Promises, sweet talk—same recycled rhymes.

But tell me this, girl…

How many ever wrote you a song like mine?

(High harmony swelling here)

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[Chorus] (Am – F – Dm – Am)

I hope you wake up at 3 AM just to pee,

And this melody crawls in your sheets, thinking ’bout me.

Dark lights, heavy bass, your boots in my head—

If you fall back asleep, let me haunt your dreams instead.

Yeah you glow in the 8-2-1, heartbeat of the 2-4,

Girl, you stay on my mind like you own the 9-1-5’s core.

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[Verse 2] (Am – F – Dm – Em)

Five feet of attitude, wrapped in that sunshine smile,

Laughing like you do, damn, it drives me wild.

Your voice soft as earth, I swear it heals my day,

But you still got that “try me” spark tucked away.

Back in high school halls, you were out of my league—

Now we’re grown and vibin’, and you still hit me deep.

You’re the “let’s meet soon,” girl of my late-night mind,

Your boots stompin’ time through the veins of time.

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Men chase you down with big promises,

Flexing, talkin’, acting confident.

But none of them drop a track this raw for you—

Cowboy boots, brown eyes. this one’s all truth.

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I hope you wake up at 3 AM just to pee,

And this melody slips in your sheets, thinkin’ ’bout me.

Heavy bass shaking shadows by your bed—

Fall back asleep with me living rent-free in your head.

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[Rap Switch-Up – Attitude Section] (Em – F – Am – Dm)

Yeah, real talk, girl, I see what you do—

Smiles and fire, that bubble turned crew.

You soft when you laugh, but you’ll snap if you pushed,

Boots hittin’ floors like the whole block shook.

All these dudes in your phone with game that’s cheap—

But I’m the one droppin’ tracks while they fall asleep.

From the 8-2-1 nights to the 2-4 scene—

You the queen of the 9-1-5, ride with a G.

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[Bridge – Dark Weeknd Vibes] (Em – F – Am – Dm)

You’re the spark in the night, the ghost in my chest,

Bubbly little dream with a gangsta edge.

Every time you hit my line, my pulse goes wild—

I should’ve made my move back when you smiled.

But time don’t matter when you still feel right,

You’re the one I think of in these Northeast nights.

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[Spoken Outro – Billie/Weeknd Style] (Am – F – Em)

(Whispered, slow, intimate)

If you hear this in the dark.

somewhere between 3 and dawn…

just know this song’s for you.

And if you fall back asleep,

I hope my voice is the last thing your dreams remember.

Brown boots. bright smile.

yeah.

one day.