You Want Her? [Intro – Slow cinematic orchestral noir. A distant bandoneon breath dissolves into isolated high piano notes. Velvet strings rise; pizzicato accents click like elegant fingers. No vocals.] [Dark Female Contralto – low, smoky and teasing, close-mic with a crooked smile] Mm... look at her All soft edges, dressed in white Looks so sweet, sits so still Like she don't know what she does to the night Damn... that skin, that quiet heat That little mercy in her eyes You want her? Yeah... thought so Mm... Hell yeah i can smell your hunger rise [Light Female Mezzo-Soprano – warm, airy and calmly amused] Keep talkin', I like your boldness You make me sound too good to touch But if I'm really all that sweet Why you leanin' in so much? You call it innocence, that's cute Maybe you should look again I don't need to chase the fire I just let the fire come in [Orchestral Tease – Bandoneon curls around two high chromatic piano notes; clipped pizzicato strings answer. One breath of silence.] [Dark Female Contralto – lower and hungrier, control beginning to slip] I ain't even kissed her yet Still got sugar on my tongue One slow breath against her neck Damn... the night ain't even begun She got thunder under lace Got a storm beneath that grace Soft enough to make you brave Strong enough to put you in your place [Light Female Mezzo-Soprano – silky, composed and knowingly provocative] Maybe it's my perfume Maybe it's the way I sit Say I'm innocent again And I'll show you what you missed You keep starin' at my mouth Like it's gonna tell the truth Maybe I enjoy the way All that darkness shakes in you [Chorus – Dark Female Contralto – seductive, rhythmic and provocative] You want her? Yeah, I know Soft as silk, but take it slow One small smile, one tilted face And all your cool just slips away You want her? Say it, then Don't go shy on me again [Chorus Response – Light Female Mezzo-Soprano – gentle but dominant, smiling] You want me? Say it clearly Don't hide hunger in-between You're so busy reading me You forgot I read you too Keep on talkin', pretty thing I like what your voice can do [Instrumental Breath – High piano flickers through near-dissonant notes; dark strings swell, deep bass stretches and foreground bandoneon sighs. A female breath becomes the downbeat.] [Dark Female Contralto – intimate, almost whispered, tasting every image] She smells like rain on velvet Like trouble dressed in cream She don't gotta touch a thing To slide herself into your dreams Girl, that mouth's a loaded secret Those eyes don't play fair I can almost taste the answer Hangin' warm between us there [Light Female Mezzo-Soprano – quiet, playful and sharper now] And you smell like midnight smoke Like a dare you can't take back You keep circlin' round my fire Careful, babe... it circles back Quit actin' like you're fearless I can hear your heartbeat skip All that shadow, all that swagger Tremblin' inches from my lips [Orchestral Tension – Wordless female choir blooms behind descending strings. Bandoneon holds one aching note; piano strikes three bright, crooked accents. Silence.] [Dark Female Whisper – barely audible, vulnerable beneath the tease] I know the pulse beneath your skin Every place it turns and hides Funny how I know your hunger Before it ever meets your eyes [Light Female Whisper – tender, self-assured and very close] Maybe that's why every word you say Feels familiar when it lands Maybe you ain't praising me Maybe you're confessing with your hands [Final Rise – High piano, foreground bandoneon, pizzicato strings and deep cinematic drums lock into a slow pulse. Both voices inhale separately.] [Final Chorus – Dark Female Contralto – bold but breathless, teasing becoming admission] You want her? Yeah... I do Every shade and every truth Soft in white, dark in red Every word we never said One slow smile, one stolen breath And there ain't no hiding left [Final Chorus Response – Light Female Mezzo-Soprano – radiant, powerful and tender] You want me? Come in close Tell me what you almost know I can taste it when you breathe You don't have to lie to me Keep your shadow next to mine We look damn good in this light [Final Harmony – Both Female Voices – dark contralto below, light mezzo above; slow and blended] You want her? You want me? Maybe wanting is the key Velvet shadow, velvet light One desire... Two shades tonight [Outro – Dark Female Whisper – amused, nearly silent] Mm... you want her? [Outro Response – Light Female Whisper – warm, certain and smiling] Darling... You always did. [Outro Instrumental – One high piano note bends into a final bandoneon sigh; velvet strings and distant choir disappear into breath.]
