Runway With A Runny Nose

country, Rowdy country-pop crossover with male vocals over twangy acoustic and gritty electric guitars, stomping kick and clap groove, Verses stay half-spoken, tongue-in-cheek, with tight drum programming tucked under a live kit feel, Chorus explodes with gang shouts, stacked harmonies, and a swaggering bass line, Bridge drops to just guitar and vocal, then all-in finale with ad-libs and crowd noise, pop, male vocals

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[Verse 1] Woke up dizzy Coffee tastes like dust Thermometer screaming But they’re “counting on us” (yeah right) Threw on last night’s shirt Missed a button or three Uber driver says “You good, man?” we’ll see [Chorus] I’m on the runway with a runny nose Sneezin’ in designer clothes Mascara tears, but that’s my pose (let it drip) If I pass out, strike a stance Turn my cough into a dance Sick as hell but still I’ve got to go To the fashion show [Verse 2] Backstage chaos Somebody lost a shoe Stylist yells “be fierce” I’m just tryin’ not to chew On this cough drop Stuck to my tongue Photogs shout my name Like I’m not comin’ undone [Chorus] I’m on the runway with a runny nose Sneezin’ in designer clothes Mascara tears, but that’s my pose If I pass out, strike a stance Turn my cough into a dance Sick as hell but still I’ve got to go To the fashion show [Bridge] [low vocal register] I’m fever-hot, they call it “glow” (okay) These red eyes, they say “whoa” I’m one bad cough from goin’ home But hit that beat and I just go, go, go (go!) [Chorus] [Chorus]

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