[SONG_START] [INTRO] Mm… powder on lapels, [VERSE 1] Two sisters, matching eyeliner, matching laugh at cues, old feather boas arguing with yesterday’s glue. We skim the yellow headlines like punchlines overdue, one title on the marquee— and everybody knew. [CHORUS] So pour the fizz in china cups, let tongues do what they do, we held our footing through it all, in scuffed-up, stubborn shoes. Oh, toast the stray relations, the aunties and the crew— the sweetest kind of payback is living well as two. [INSTRUMENTAL_SOLO_1] (8 bars — warm, lyrical, behind-the-beat phrasing) [VERSE 2] Mama with her high C, Papa with his alibis, sermons in the morning, cards and borrowed ties. Surnames changed like costumes, birthdays moved a week, we learned to wink at chaos and call it: “so to speak.” [BRIDGE] Now rouge sits lighter, and the rumors sound absurd, we’ve outlasted every moral, every careful little rule. If a past tried to corner us, we answered with a cue— a grin, a glass, a chorus: “Darling, after you.” [INSTRUMENTAL_SOLO_2] (4 bars — shorter lift, setting up final hook) [CHORUS] So pour the fizz in china cups, let tongues do what they do, we held our footing through it all, in scuffed-up, stubborn shoes. Oh, toast the stray relations, the aunties and the crew— the sweetest kind of payback is living well as two. [OUTRO] Mm… two sisters, one encore. Oh… living well as two. [SONG_END]
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