Junk Food

Been the Man (feat. Jme, Ms Banks & Stormzy)

Bitter Painful Lies

Round Robin Romance
© 2025 Geoff French

[Verse 1]
She stepped in the spot looking like a melody
Red dress hugging curves, that's a symphony to me
Caught her eye from the stage, mid-verse timing
She smiled back, now my whole flow's realigning
I'm trading bars with destiny in B-flat minor
She nodding to the rhythm getting warmer, getting finer
This ain't your average rendezvous, this jazz
Where the bass walks through and the feeling's all we have

[Verse 2]
So I'm spitting bout the way she moves, calculated
Every step syncopated, damn she's educated
In the language of the groove, no translation needed
When the quartet hit that change, her attention I'm receiving

[Verse 3]
And she feeling how I'm weaving through the pocket
Every punchline landing while the trumpets unlock it
This that back and forth, that dialogue divine
Her body speak in measures while I'm serving up these lines

[Chorus]
Round robin with your love, taking turns
You solo then I follow while the bassline burns
Each phrase we trade is warmer than the last
Downtown in this moment, making memories that last
Round robin, round robin
Your heart and mine in rhythm, no stopping

[Verse 4]
She whispered something bout my wordplay getting slicker
I told her "Baby, you the reason why my pulse is getting quicker"
This improvisation, no rehearsal for this chapter
She laugh at my metaphors, I'm captured by her laughter
The drummer brushing softer now, setting up our scene
Piano comping underneath this love supreme
We building something beautiful bar after bar
Call and response till we both become the star

[Verse 5]
Trading solos with your soul, that's intimacy
Finishing each other's phrases, natural chemistry
The quartet know the vibe, they keeping us afloat
While I'm drowning in your eyes, each syllable I wrote
Don't need no grand gestures, just this warm exchange
You hit me with a look that make my whole perspective change
This that fun love, no pressure on the throne
Just two people in the pocket finding home

[Chorus]
Round robin with your love, taking turns
You solo then I follow while the bassline burns
Each phrase we trade is warmer than the last
Downtown in this moment, making memories that last
Round robin, round robin
Your heart and mine in rhythm, no stopping

Round Robin Romance

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