"The Curve of the Quest" (Verse 1) Side quests, side boobs—they got that flair, You don’t face ‘em head-on, no, you find ‘em somewhere. A little out of sight, tucked just outta view, You lean in close, and they call to you. (Chorus) They’re a sweet distraction, a path untold, Both will lead you where the curious go. Oh, side quests and side boobs, a dangerous pair, One steals your focus, the other, your stare. (Verse 2) A side quest can trap you, pull you in deep, Hours go by while the main plot sleeps. And a side boob, friend, it’s a fleeting thrill, But blink too fast, and you’re left unfulfilled. (Chorus) They’re a sweet temptation, a hidden delight, Both reward the wanderer with a twist of the night. Oh, side quests and side boobs, a blessing and a curse, One stretches time, the other makes it worse. (Bridge) Side quests, they take you off the track, They’ve got rare rewards but don’t always give back. Side boobs, they tease you, make you take the bait, But they never stick around—they leave you in a state. (Breakdown – Instrumental) [Guitar bends into a weeping solo while saxophone trades teasing, cheeky phrases. Upright bass keeps the slow, slinky rhythm grounded.] (Verse 3) But they’re not so different, not so far apart, Both appeal to the curious heart. They make you wander, they make you stray, But that’s where the magic happens, anyway. (Final Chorus) They’re a sweet diversion, a pleasure untamed, Both will leave you grinning, never quite the same. Oh, side quests and side boobs, two sides of one coin, They take you places where you’ll reappoint. (Outro) Side quests and side boobs, oh, they’re just the same, They’re a playful whisper, calling your name. A Memphis blues tale, full of twists and turns, With side quests and side boobs, there’s always more to learn.
