=========☕🎩🍰========== Made for #Tomfoolery. Check the link for more details. https://suno.com/playlist/ee4f5b81-7a98-41c1-874c-a0981b9af536 ==========☕🎩🍰========== [Intro] Take me back, take me back… (One gathers this is the entire premise.) [Verse 1] Give me your number— I merely wish to… know you. How profoundly original. How daringly unadorned. One senses the weight of centuries of poetic tradition collapsing under the sheer ambition of this request. Take me back, take me back. To what, precisely? The previous line? The one before that? Or simply to a time when lyrics still possessed the courtesy of containing more than three ideas? [Chorus] Ahhh… (Here I am) You’re in me… Here I am. (Yes, we heard you the first time.) Take me back. Ahhh… (Here I am) Yeah, in me… Here I am. (The repetition is noted, catalogued, and gently set aside.) Take me back. [Verse 2] Tell me what you wanna do. Tell me what you wanna do. One almost admires the economy. No superfluous metaphor. No inconvenient narrative. No risk of accidental meaning. Just the same polite enquiry, delivered twice, lest anyone miss the staggering depth. [Chorus] Ahhh… (Here I am) You’re in me… Here I am. Take me back. Take me back. [Spoken] The phrase has now been uttered sufficiently to qualify as both chorus and entire philosophical system. [Bridge] One imagines the writer, seated in quiet triumph, having exhausted the full range of human emotion in under twelve unique words. A remarkable achievement. Truly. The sort of minimalism that makes haiku feel positively baroque. [Outro] Take me back… **Preferably to a song that remembers what a second verse is for.** Yours, with the utmost civility and a raised eyebrow of genuine concern, Ojac *Still waiting for the actual content to arrive.*
