Waist Like Palm Wine (वर्ज़न 3)

Verse

Kerosene lamp on the raffia mat

Waist beads clicking, soft and flat

Gourd cup tilting, wine dey pour

You dey rock small by the wooden door

Smoke from the fire curling round your hip

Evening cricket keeping time with your lip

Slow like the tapper climbing up the tree

Something dey brew, just for me

Pre-Chorus

Tell me how it settle, how it settle in the cup

Warm my chest before you fill it up

No hurry, no hurry, let it steep

Something sweet, something deep

Chorus

Waist like palm wine, waist like palm wine

Warm going down, slow on my mind

Pour it easy, pour it fine

Waist like palm wine, waist like palm wine

Verse

Calabash shaking small for your waist

Foam at the rim, nothing dey waste

Your shadow long on the compound wall

Generator hum answer your call

Palm frond fan cooling your neck

Ankle bells ringing, no wreck

You dey lean, I dey catch the taste

Sugarcane sweetness, wine and lace

Pre-Chorus

Let me feel it settle, feel it settle inside

Warm before the fire, nothing to hide

No hurry, no hurry, let it steep

Something sweet, something deep

Chorus

Waist like palm wine, waist like palm wine

Warm going down, slow on my mind

Pour it easy, pour it fine

Waist like palm wine, waist like palm wine

Bridge

Tomorrow the market noise go call us out

But tonight na just you, no doubt

Cup dey empty, still I want more

Fill me up, waist to the floor

Chorus

Waist like palm wine, waist like palm wine

Warm going down, slow on my mind

Pour it easy, pour it fine

Waist like palm wine, waist like palm wine