MUZIC SOCIETY

Lyrics

(Verse 1)
Mmm…
Now who invited cinnamon perfume to my table?
That woman been floatin’ past us all evening
Laughin’ too loud at jokes that ain’t seasoned enough
And bendin’ at the waist like rent due tomorrow
Baby…
I peep everything from behind this wine glass
The extra lip gloss, the slow hair toss
The way she say your name with too much syrup on it
Like she tryna butter cornbread at Sunday dinner
(Pre-Chorus)
Ooh…
I ain’t insecure, I’m observant
And her little act gettin’ mighty transparent
(Chorus)
She keep hoverin’ too close… mm, all in my breeze
Actin’ like she misplaced her manners around me
Every five minutes here she come again
Girl… go flirt with your own man
She keep hoverin’ too close… mm, bless her heart
Pushin’ all against the edges tryna play smart
But baby, I been seasoned too long for games
And tonight I got patience… barely
(Verse 2)
Mmm…
Now I’m classy, but don’t confuse that with blind
I see them little glances slidin’ cross the table line
And that laugh she save for when you lean back
Sound like cheap satin stretched too fast
See, women know women instinctively
We can smell intentions before they fully speak
And hers got desperation mixed with tequila
Wrapped in department-store confidence
But you?
You over there grinnin’ all harmless and handsome
While I’m mentally removin’ earrings in slow motion
Tryna stay moisturized and mature
Instead of lettin’ Memphis come out my mouth
(Pre-Chorus)
Ooh…
I’m one deep breath away from pettiness
And she keep tap-dancin’ on my tenderness
(Chorus)
She keep hoverin’ too close… mm, all in my breeze
Actin’ like she misplaced her manners around me
Every five minutes here she come again
Girl… go flirt with your own man
She keep hoverin’ too close… mm, bless her heart
Pushin’ all against the edges tryna play smart
But baby, I been seasoned too long for games
And tonight I got patience… barely
(Bridge)
Mmm…
Now the room thick like peach cobbler steam
And my stare done sharpened into laser beams
While she over there touchin’ your sleeve too much
Like loneliness made her brave and dumb
Honestly…
I’m tryna stay elegant in this dress
Not catch a case in open-toed heels
But if she twirl over here one more time
Lord… somebody gon’ need fresh makeup and ice water
(Outro)
Mmm…
So come on over here and reclaim your seat
Before my sweet tea turn straight whiskey
‘Cause I look best relaxed and adored
Not tempted toward felony behavior…