Profile on Replay

Country-blues fused with country-rap and Southern hip-hop; overdriven blues electric guitar, acoustic guitar, prominent banjo, mournful fiddle, smoky saxophone, deep 808/sub bass, crisp kick, snare and hi-hats; melodic female lead with blues inflection, smoky gritty soulful timbre, warm Southern drawl, intimate spoken lines, rhythmic rap flow, stacked chorus harmonies; swaggering 90 BPM groove with halftime bridge rebuild; intimate acoustic opening, featured instrumental solos, earthy cinematic mix, radio-ready low-end compression

V6-MINI

[Intro – Spoken Female]
Mmm. look who's back again.
Same page, same late-night visitor.
You can keep scrolling, cowboy…
I already know you're there.

[Verse 1]
I see your name when midnight hits,
That little blue screen lighting up your fingertips.
You started with the new, then went way back,
Found old summer pictures buried in the stack.
You don't leave a word, but there you are,
Looking through my world from near and far.
You disappear quick when I catch you looking,
But that screen ain't nearly as good at hiding as you think.

[Chorus]
You got my profile on replay,
Scrolling through my pictures late.
Watching every story, every little move,
Like you're trying to figure out what you wanna do.
You can sneak around, but I see you, baby,
Midnight to morning, you can't fool me lately.
If you like what you see, quit playing shy
Come on over from that screen and say hi.

[Verse 2 – Country Rap]    
You got that fast thumb flying,
Old posts, new posts, all that quiet spying.
Checking who I know, checking where I've been,
Then closing that window when I catch you again.
You got cowboy nerves with a heart that races,
Looking at my smile in a dozen different places.
You won't hit send, but you won't stay gone,
Watching my little world from dusk till dawn.
I could call your bluff,
All that silent staring tells me enough.
You know where I am, so don't play lost,
Come talk to me, whatever the cost.

[Verse 3 – Southern Hip-Hop]
Four in the morning, I post one thing,
There you go again like a moth to a flame.
First one watching, first one gone,
Then you circle back when you think I'm asleep and moved on.
Checking comments, checking names,
Trying to read between every frame.
You think you're smooth, but the truth shines through,
Every little footprint keeps leading back to you.
I ain't mad, I'm smiling instead,
Wondering why you won't say what's in your head.

[Chorus]
You got my profile on replay,
Scrolling through my pictures late.
Watching every story, every little move,
Like you're trying to figure out what you wanna do.
If you like what you see, quit playing shy
Come on over from that screen and say hi.

[Sax & Fiddle Break]
Banjo rolls while the fiddle cries,
Electric guitar bends underneath the night.
Smoky saxophone answers the beat,
Southern rhythm pulling you closer to me.

[Bridge – Country Blues]
If you like the way I laugh, tell me.
If you like these eyes, don't hide.
If you wonder what it feels like
To have me standing by your side,
You don't need another picture,
Don't need one more midnight view.
You already know my story…
Now let me hear yours too.

[Breakdown – Spoken Female]
Mmm… I know you're watching.
I know you're curious.
So here's your chance, cowboy.
Stop scrolling.
Start talking.

[Final Chorus]
You got my profile on replay,
But baby, don't let it stay that way.
If you want my attention, come out of the shadows,
Trade that little screen for a real-life hello.
No more hiding, no more alibis
Put down that phone and look me in the eyes.
You got my profile on replay,
Now come make a move the old-fashioned way.

[Outro – Spoken Female]
Mmm… there you go again.
Same page. Same time
Still those curious little eyes.
Keep scrolling, cowboy…
But next time?
Say hello.
Cowboy, quit being so shy.

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[Intro – Spoken Female] Mmm. look who's back again. Same page, same late-night visitor. You can keep scrolling, cowboy… I already know you're there. [Verse 1] I see your name when midnight hits, That little blue screen lighting up your fingertips. You started with the new, then went way back, Found old summer pictures buried in the stack. You don't leave a word, but there you are, Looking through my world from near and far. You disappear quick when I catch you looking, But that screen ain't nearly as good at hiding as you think. [Chorus] You got my profile on replay, Scrolling through my pictures late. Watching every story, every little move, Like you're trying to figure out what you wanna do. You can sneak around, but I see you, baby, Midnight to morning, you can't fool me lately. If you like what you see, quit playing shy Come on over from that screen and say hi. [Verse 2 – Country Rap] You got that fast thumb flying, Old posts, new posts, all that quiet spying. Checking who I know, checking where I've been, Then closing that window when I catch you again. You got cowboy nerves with a heart that races, Looking at my smile in a dozen different places. You won't hit send, but you won't stay gone, Watching my little world from dusk till dawn. I could call your bluff, All that silent staring tells me enough. You know where I am, so don't play lost, Come talk to me, whatever the cost. [Verse 3 – Southern Hip-Hop] Four in the morning, I post one thing, There you go again like a moth to a flame. First one watching, first one gone, Then you circle back when you think I'm asleep and moved on. Checking comments, checking names, Trying to read between every frame. You think you're smooth, but the truth shines through, Every little footprint keeps leading back to you. I ain't mad, I'm smiling instead, Wondering why you won't say what's in your head. [Chorus] You got my profile on replay, Scrolling through my pictures late. Watching every story, every little move, Like you're trying to figure out what you wanna do. If you like what you see, quit playing shy Come on over from that screen and say hi. [Sax & Fiddle Break] Banjo rolls while the fiddle cries, Electric guitar bends underneath the night. Smoky saxophone answers the beat, Southern rhythm pulling you closer to me. [Bridge – Country Blues] If you like the way I laugh, tell me. If you like these eyes, don't hide. If you wonder what it feels like To have me standing by your side, You don't need another picture, Don't need one more midnight view. You already know my story… Now let me hear yours too. [Breakdown – Spoken Female] Mmm… I know you're watching. I know you're curious. So here's your chance, cowboy. Stop scrolling. Start talking. [Final Chorus] You got my profile on replay, But baby, don't let it stay that way. If you want my attention, come out of the shadows, Trade that little screen for a real-life hello. No more hiding, no more alibis Put down that phone and look me in the eyes. You got my profile on replay, Now come make a move the old-fashioned way. [Outro – Spoken Female] Mmm… there you go again. Same page. Same time Still those curious little eyes. Keep scrolling, cowboy… But next time? Say hello. Cowboy, quit being so shy.

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