I Can't Leave

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Intro

Sign on the glass says closed at nine But the turntable hummin' like it read my mind She looks up slow from the counter top I tap the case like I forgot to shop

Verse 1

Kompa guitar leanin' in the corner glow Faded sleeve tellin' stories from back home The needle finds the groove, just enough to breath I say "one more spin before you lock that door" She smiles with her eyes, "You always want one more" Her hand on the fader, slow pull it up The strings start singin' with that kompa strut The rhythm got a sway that makes the air feel thick Eleven times I asked and she never said no quick The bass walkin' low like it got a place to be But the melody holdin' both of us in the seat Her laugh cuts the silence when the record skips a beat The music got us caught without no place to retreat The heat from the amp mixin' with the night outside The shop on the block where the old records hide She moves to the rhythm like she know every note I stand there frozen like my feet took root

Chorus

Turn it up so I can't leave Let the guitar do the talkin' for me Turn it up so I can't leave One more song is all we need

Verse 2

Now the red light flickerin' on the open sign She leans on the glass in the low warm light Words 'bout the records but they don't stick long The groove fillin' every space where the talk went wrong Another record on the platter, another excuse to stay The city outside sleepin' but we wide awake Her voice drops low when she talks about the heat The kompa keepin' time with the way our eyes meet The horn answers back like it know what we hide The silence in the middle is where the truth reside I forget the hour, forget the key, forget the lock The music got a grip that don't know how to stop The records on the wall watchin' like they know the end The turntable spinnin' like it don't wanna end Her shadow on the floor dancin' with the light I ain't reachin' for the door, I ain't reachin' for the night

Bridge

Then the deadbolt sticks, the key just spins in vain She looks at me quiet, "Looks like we here to stay" But the vinyl keeps turnin', the guitar don't rest And neither one of us reachin' for the exit yet The room got smaller but the sound got wide The lock on the door and the lock in the vibe

Chorus

Turn it up so I can't leave Now the lock and the groove both hold the key Turn it up so I can't leave This one more song is all we need

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