Suitcase Blues
percussion bass slow tempo electric guitar r&b banjo mariachi trap countryLyrics
[Verse]
Sarah Boone, wild eyes gleamin' midnight moon,
Jorge zipped tight, in a suitcase cocoon,
She said F you, drop the mic, no plea,
Blue suitcase cruising on a mean, mean spree.
[Verse]
Banjo strummin', electric guitar cries,
Bass thumpin', heartbeats in disguise,
Percussion mimics her angry dance,
Trap beats echoing a final chance.
[Chorus]
Sarah Boone movin', ain’t lookin' back,
Jorge trapped, facin’ a luckless track,
Mariachi strings at R&B pace,
They're singing the blues in that tight blue case.
[Verse]
Suitcase rollin' on the New Orleans line,
Slow tempo heartbreak, she’s feelin’ fine,
She laughed, he squirmed, but no escape loomed,
In that mix of harmonies, Jorge’s fate was doomed.
[Bridge]
Shot of tequila, she’s not lookin’ up,
Suitcase clatters, like a drunk solo cup,
Electric rifts marry the banjo’s pain,
Her heart ain't breakin', it’s startin' to gain.
[Chorus]
Sarah Boone movin’, her story to tell,
Jorge zipped tight, trapped in his own hell,
Mariachi and bass, in a high-stakes chase,
Blue-suitcase blues runs wild, never erase.