Wings at the Door

[Intro] Doorbell rings, we freeze like— who’s that? Then the hallway turns into a welcome mat [Verse 1] Sun’s going down, porch light glowin’ warm We’re mid-week tired, ridin’ out the storm Then we hear those steps, familiar and close Neighbors pull up like the night needs a toast Paper bag swingin’, sauce on the side Smell hits first, now the whole room’s alive Wes with the grin, Joan with the laugh Like the block’s best moment just found our path [Pre-Chorus] We didn’t plan a party But the universe did [Chorus] Wes and Joan at the door, and they brought chicken wings Now the living room jumpin’ like it’s Saturday spring Turn it up, let it roll, let the good times cling Crazy beat in the air when the doorbell sings Yeah, the neighborhood’s lit when they bring those wings [Verse 2] Plates on the table, napkins everywhere Little bit messy, we don’t even care Stories spill out, like soda in a cup Every punchline got the whole crew up Hot sauce sparkle, fingers all glazed We’re making memories in the simplest ways From “how you been?” to “stay a little more” Now it feels like family next door [Build] Hold up— Hear that? [Beat Drop, low-key] (Everything drops low…) Bass under the floor, like a secret in the room We’re head-noddin’ slow, in that late-night zoom Whispers and laughs, sauce-stained truth Neighbors turned the week into a little bit of youth [Chorus] Wes and Joan at the door, and they brought chicken wings Now the living room jumpin’ like it’s Saturday spring Turn it up, let it roll, let the good times cling Crazy beat in the air when the doorbell sings Yeah, the neighborhood’s lit when they bring those wings [Bridge] Some nights you don’t need much Just good folks, good food, good sound A knock, a smile, a “we were nearby” And the whole world settles down [Final Chorus] Wes and Joan at the door, and they brought chicken wings Now the living room jumpin’ like it’s Saturday spring Turn it up, let it roll, let the good times cling Crazy beat in the air when the doorbell sings Yeah, the neighborhood’s lit when they bring those wings [Outro] Door’s still open, night breeze in Wes and Joan—come back again