Velvet Backroom

Paroles

[Verse 1] You tap twice on the panel by the alleyway door, The fellow in a green tie says, “Who’s asking for more?” I give him our password, he gives me a grin, And the band’s already cooking when we slip in. [Chorus] Come on, honey, take my hand, There’s a little back-room band Turning Tuesday into Saturday tonight. One more spin, one more tune, While the clock forgets the moon— We’ll be home before the morning learns to bite. [Verse 2] A soda glass of ginger ale, a lemon on the side, Your cuff’s caught on my bracelet, but we let the trouble ride. The drummer tips his derby, the piano man says “Go!” And the whole room finds a rhythm that the neighbors never know. [Chorus] Come on, honey, take my hand, There’s a little back-room band Turning Tuesday into Saturday tonight. One more spin, one more tune, While the clock forgets the moon— We’ll be home before the morning learns to bite. [Bridge] If the hallway gets too quiet, If the doorman checks the street, We’ll just laugh and keep on smiling With our dancing shoes discreet. [Chorus] Come on, honey, take my hand, There’s a little back-room band Turning Tuesday into Saturday tonight. One more spin, one more tune, While the clock forgets the moon— We’ll be home before the morning learns to bite. [Outro] Tap twice on the panel, let the good night begin; We’ll leave by the alley with a song tucked in.