Lyrics: Kevin Kathrail Owney Jr
Music: Kevin Kathrail Owney Jr
(Verse 1)
Tick-tock in the speakeasy, neon sipping on the night,
Velvet foot on a checkerboard, honey, dim the overhead light.
You got that jitterbug heart and a secret in your sway,
Whisper in my ear like a record β I think it's time to play.
(Pre-Chorus)
Snap the pocket-watch, bass goes low,
Stomp the floor, let the trumpet blow,
Silk and static in a slow relay,
Baby, darling, I think it's time to play.
(Chorus)
I think it's time to play, lace me up with your moonlight,
Spin me like a vinyl, babe β two beats, one delight.
I think it's time to play, chrome kisses in the fray,
Slide close, steal the rhythm β we donβt wait for day.
(Verse 2)
Polka-dot promises, chrome shoes, beaten brass,
You flip a wink like a coin and the whole room catches gas.
Warm like bourbon laughter, cool like midnight spray,
You trace a crooked calendar β I think it's time to play.
(Pre-Chorus)
Clap the hi-hat, let the saxophone cry,
Clock hands melt, and the night walks by,
Velour shadows sway and fray,
Come on sweetheart, I think it's time to play.
(Chorus)
I think it's time to play, lace me up with your moonlight,
Spin me like a vinyl, babe β two beats, one delight.
I think it's time to play, chrome kisses in the fray,
Slide close, steal the rhythm β we donβt wait for day.
(Bridge/spoken, sultry with a beat)
Listenβthereβs a secret under the floorboards, a hum behind the band. We trade our day for this electric hush. You hold the switch, Iβll hold the plan. Flip it. Let the lamps wobble. Let the past misplace its shoes. Tonight we gamble with the sun and we never lose.
(Breakdown)
Tick, tick, boom β the brass goes boom-boom,
Our feet's in the groove, our hearts are in the loom.
The clock unwinds, sugared and brave,
Say it soft β I think it's time to play.
(Verse 3)
Velvet fingerprints on the glass of yesterday,
You carve a little crescent moon and press it to my face.
A wink, a nod, a catcall for the stray,
We barter breath for the music β I think it's time to play.
(Final Chorus/call-and-answer)
I think it's time to play β (yeah, baby, right away)
Lace me up with your moonlight β (hold tight, don't let me stray)
I think it's time to play β (spin slow, spin raw)
Chrome kisses in the fray β (til the morning calls our law).
(Outro/whispered, with a soft beat fade)
Pocket-watch surrender, the morningβs on delay,
Keep that secret in your pocket β hush, I think it's time to play.