[INTRO — DARK COUNTRY-SOUL] [LOW BASS PULSE — SMOKY SAX — PEDAL STEEL SWELLS] [SPARSE TELE — LAZY BRUSHED SNARE] [VERSE 1 — CONOR, LOW BARITONE, SLIGHT GROWL] Close that door behind you, Turn that little lock. Leave your worries with your keys there, Let 'em fall right where they drop. Come a little closer, No, you don't have to speak. I've been thinking about this moment Every night this week. [PRE-CHORUS — STRIP DOWN] No hurry. No race. Just that look On your face. [CHORUS — SLOW, HEAVY POCKET] Take your sweet time, I ain't going anywhere. Let the whole world keep on turning, We got all night to spare. Don't rush one single moment, Let me watch you cross that line. Baby, keep me waiting— Take your sweet time. [SAX — LOW, DIRTY ANSWER] [VERSE 2] Let your hair fall loose now, Leave your shoes beside the bed. Keep that little smile you're wearing— Lord knows what it's doing to my head. Let the room get quieter, Let the shadows climb the wall. Every second that you're taking Makes me want you more, that's all. [PRE-CHORUS] Real slow. That's right. We got nowhere Else tonight. [CHORUS] Take your sweet time, I ain't going anywhere. Let the whole world keep on turning, We got all night to spare. Don't rush one single moment, Let me watch you cross that line. Baby, keep me waiting— Take your sweet time. [INSTRUMENTAL — 12 BARS] [CONOR'S BASS MOVES FORWARD] [TAMMY — SMOKY TENOR SAX] [SERENA — PEDAL STEEL ANSWERS] [KEVIN — SINGLE TELE NOTES] [WILLIE — BRUSHES FAR BEHIND POCKET] [BRIDGE — VOICE + BASS] You think you're driving me crazy? [PAUSE] You are. But anticipation Might be my favorite part. [SAX — ONE LOW NOTE] So don't you dare get hurried Just because we're almost there. Sometimes wanting what you're wanting Is the sweetest thing we share. [FINAL CHORUS — DEEPER, ROUGHER] Take your sweet time, Make me wait a little more. Let every little second Leave another on the floor. No need to chase the fire— It's burning just fine. Baby, keep me waiting... [DROP — CONOR, NEAR-SPOKEN] Take. Your. Sweet. Time. [OUTRO — BASS + SAX] [SAX GROWLS LOW] [PEDAL STEEL SLIDES DOWN] [BRUSHES FADE] Take your sweet time... Mm-hmm. I got nowhere to be.
