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Whatever Shall We Do? 2 by Miss

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Whatever Shall We Do? 2 by Miss - rap/pop/R&B,male vocals music cover art

Whatever Shall We Do? 2

rap/pop/R&B,male vocals

0:003:24
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[Verse 1]
Cruisin’ down Main with the windows low,
Chris and Lisa, nowhere to go.
Hit up the pier, then the old arcade,
Laughin' 'bout the dumb things they used to say.
Talkin’ ‘bout love, talkin’ ‘bout pain,
All the old memories floodin’ like rain.
She looks at him, he knows that look,
Like a page turnin’ in a half-read book.
[Pre-Chorus]
Every red light’s another beat,
Every glance, yeah, it’s gettin’ deep.
He jokes, she bites her lip and grins,
What are we even doin’? Let’s begin.
[Chorus]
Oh, what ever shall we do?
We’re dancing on the edge of truth.
Too much heat in this little car,
Flames in the silence, we’ve come so far.
Should we keep this game alive… or crash right through?
Oh, what ever shall we do?
[Verse 2]
Stop at a lookout, city lights below,
The air’s electric, movin' real slow.
He brushes her hand, she doesn’t pull back,
One more inch and there's no lookin’ back.
They laugh, they stall, they rewind the tape,
Back to the days they swore it was fate.
One wrong move, or maybe it’s right,
The stars are beggin’ them to light up the night.
[Pre-Chorus]
He says, “You feel this too, don’t lie,”
She smirks, “Maybe... or maybe I’m high.”
One more joke, one more dare,
Will they cross that line or leave it there?
[Chorus]
Oh, what ever shall we do?
Caught between the fun and truth.
Hearts beatin’ like a war drum sound,
If not now, then it’s never, so what’s it gonna be now?
Should we keep this game alive… or crash right through?
Oh, what ever shall we do?
[Bridge]
Maybe it’s love, maybe it’s lust,
Maybe it's both, maybe it’s just...
Two souls tired of pretending not to burn,
Tonight feels like a lesson they’re ready to learn.
[Final Chorus – slowed down, sultry]
Oh, what ever shall we do?
No more riddles, no more clues.
Breathin' heavy in the midnight hue,
She leans in close, says “You already knew.”
Game or truth…
Guess we’re about to choose.