Tina's Falling Again

Yeah Midnight shift Same red lights Same wild crowd Tina’s falling again Whole room gasp then grin Tina’s falling again Watch her spin, cash in Tina’s falling again But she don’t break skin Tina’s falling again And the night rolls in Smoke in the air cheap perfume Dollar bills float round the room Bass hit slow, harmonica cry She step to the pole like she own the sky Hips move sharp, shoulders loose Confidence heavy like ninety-proof Smile cut clean through neon red Half these boys forget what they said She tease that edge of control and slip Bite her lip on the downward dip DJ rewind when she arch that back Every eye locked, no one blink, no slack Tina’s falling again But she bounce right in Tina’s falling again Let the chaos begin Tina’s falling again Crowd lean forward in sin Tina’s falling again Then she do it again Champagne sweat on a chrome-plated floor Cash stack thick by the dressing room door She climb high with a wicked slow drag Boot heel wobble make the front row brag You can see that shake in the final turn Little off-centre but she let it burn Almost slip, crowd say “whoa Then she laugh like she planned the show Money rain when she hit that split Balance shaky but the body legit Some say lucky, some say fate Either way she dominate Now wait You ain’t clocked it yet You just watch the smile Not the silhouette See Tina rock one leg on stage Other one gone, that’s life, that’s page Carbon blade under glitter and lace Still out-dancin’ half this place One strong thigh, built like steel Every pivot raw and real Yeah she tilt, yeah she sway But she make that one leg part of the play Men stare weird, don’t know why Half turned on, half questionin’ life But every slip just spike demand More damn cash in her free hand Tina’s falling again But she rise like sin Tina’s falling again Still pullin’ them in Tina’s falling again With a crooked grin One leg, full send Let the games begin She ain’t tragic, she tactical Turn a flaw into spectacle Every wobble monetised Every stumble weaponised Balance off but hustle tight Own that stage every night Trip, pose, collect that rain Do that one leg shit again Tina’s falling again But she get right back in Tina’s falling again And she always win Tina’s falling again Whole club lean in Tina’s falling again Count that money, grin