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Lyrics
[Verse]
He walked into the corner shop,
Didn’t see much, but he met a mop,
Its bristles soft, its handle fine,
“Oh, darling mop, won’t you be mine?”
A twist of fate, a sweep of chance,
Love at first touch, a mop romance.
[Chorus]
Blind love, blind love, oh, what a thing,
The heart can dance, the soul can swing,
He can’t see, but he’s on top—
He found his muse in a lowly mop!
[Verse 2]
Her handle smooth, her frame so slight,
She held him close through day and night,
With every sweep, his heart would leap,
A love so strong, a bond so deep.
The world may scoff, the world may stare,
But to him, his mop was beyond compare.
[Bridge]
Oh, they said, “He’s lost his grip!”
But love’s no place for logic’s whip.
The broom was jealous, the bucket cried,
But his heart had chosen, mop by his side.
[Chorus]
Blind love, blind love, oh, what a thing,
The heart can dance, the soul can swing,
He can’t see, but he’s on top—
He found his muse in a lowly mop!
[Outro]
So here’s to love, both strange and true,
It doesn’t care what others construe.
A mop, a man, a love so bright,
Sweeping hearts in the pale moonlight.
Details
GeneratedDec 5, 2025
Duration2:27
LanguageEnglish
Style
brushed drums, and a lilting piano melody, jazz, playful, swing jazz with a bouncy upright bass
Credits
Prompt byTechnoAlchemist
ModelAria v5
Prompt
A jazz song about a blind man who fell in love with a mop
