Neon Heartbeat - Blake's
Creado por Jboty con Udio AI
Lyrics
[Spoken Word: Beyonce] "Heads turning as I strut like a diva, Every night out’s like a fresh new fever. Stalls are busy, got more than just a quick leak, Eyes lock, hearts race, no need to speak." "Flashing lights as we dance, lose control, Night’s alive with the sound of soul. Backroom beats, hiding from the bouncer's peek, Bodies close, breaths warm, in whispers we speak." [Verse 1] Step into the neon glow, Blake's is the scene, High heels, low lights, feelin’ kinda obscene. Order up a drink, maybe two, maybe three, This place ain't much, but it's where we wanna be. [Pre-Chorus] "Heads turning as I strut like a diva, Every night out’s like a fresh new fever. Stalls are busy, got more than just a quick leak, Eyes lock, hearts race, no need to speak." [Chorus] We found love in a hopeless place… “Blake’s”, Where the beats drop as hard as our heartbreaks. Glitter on the floor from the drag queen fights, We’re all superstars for just one night. [Verse 2] Cheap thrills, sticky floors, it’s a mess, but it’s ours, Charcuterie for the fancy, but we’re here for hours. "Gurl, you ain’t famous, you’re just blocking the show, " Laugh it off, toss back another, let yourself go. [Pre-Chorus] "Deals made in whispers, keep it hush on the real, Never love the one who gives you the deal. Breathe it in, that ain’t Ketamine, It’s the rush of the night, we’re all on the scene." [Chorus] We found love in a hopeless place… “Blake’s”, Dancing through the night, no time for heartaches. Where the night’s a blur and the stories are fake, In Atlanta, love's what we make. [Chorus] We found love in a hopeless place… “Blake’s”, Dancing through the night, no time for heartaches. Where the night’s a blur and the stories are fake, In Atlanta, love's what we make. [Bridge] What’s more toxic than the gays in this crowd? Atlanta's got the game, play it loud. From heartbreaks to hookups, it’s all a chance, In Blake’s, even the shy find a way to dance. [Chorus] We found love in a hopeless place… “Blake’s”, Dancing through the night, no time for heartaches. Where the night’s a blur and the stories are fake, In Atlanta, love's what we make. [Outro] We found love where we didn’t expect, In the pulse of the night, elect. From the lows to the highs, from the breaks to the makes, We found love, we found Blake’s.
