[Verse 1]
Candy‑coated gossip drips from the hive
Office chairs swivel, keep hope alive
Friday clock punches way past five
We sneak to the rooftop, thunder drives
[Chorus]
Sweet emotion sticks to the skin
Kisses taste like cherry‑gin
Laughter ricochets under tin
We trade every worry for violin
[Verse 2]
Sprinkler spray chills bare knees
Parking‑lot cables hum in threes
Sky‑rise tenants cheer the tease
Rusty brass trumpets croon with ease
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