Venya is in love

Intro (Spritely reggae offbeat guitar, honky-tonk piano flourish)(Spoken, with a smirk) Oh, you visit me in dreams… in that airy sundress, light… A floral scent… my heart’s caught in a hurricane tonight… Verse 1 (Bouncy, playful rhythm) I spot your lively steps out in the crowd, I know the sound, And these soft features that I miss whenever you’re not around. Just one quick glance from you, my foolish heart begins to race, I picked mama’s whole garden… now she’s giving me that face! Pre-Chorus (Theatrical, building energy) My eyes are locked on you, my jaw is on the floor, it’s true! You flash a tiny smile… then peek to see if I see you! That ribbon in your hair, that tender gaze you always send— But I’m a mess in ripped-up jeans right to the very end! Chorus (Upbeat, catchy, with brass stabs) You’ve got that royal grace, a true sophisticated queen! While other guys around you look like they’re from some cheap canteen! I’m built of bricks and trouble, a real disaster through and through! But when I see you, I’m a fool—my heart belongs to you! Verse 2 (Swingy, vaudeville-style delivery) I still recall that evening when the birds all quit their tune, My beat-up sneakers shuffled… dared to cross your path too soon! Your face was glowing softly, eyes were sparkling like champagne! My tongue was tied in hopeless knots… I couldn’t speak again! Pre-Chorus (Even more exaggerated, with a wink) My eyes are locked on you, my jaw is on the floor, it’s true! You flash a tiny smile… then peek to see if I see you! That ribbon in your hair, that tender gaze you always send— But I’m a mess in ripped-up jeans right to the very end! Chorus (Full band, backing vocals, cheeky ad-libs) You’ve got that royal grace, a true sophisticated queen! (Oh yes!) While other guys around you look like they’re from some cheap canteen! I’m built of bricks and trouble, a real disaster through and through! (What a mess!) But when I see you, I’m a fool—my heart belongs to you! Bridge (Dramatic slowdown, spoken over muted guitar)(With mock desperation) Don’t let this dream just pass me by… Give me the courage to be hers… Let me stand there by her side… Through days that shine… without reverses… Chorus (Grand finale, full energy, vaudeville piano runs) You’ve got that royal grace, a true sophisticated queen! (A star!) While other guys around you look like they’re from some cheap canteen! (So plain!) I’m built of bricks and trouble, a real disaster through and through! (Disaster!) But when I see you, I’m a fool—my heart belongs to you! Outro (Tempo drops, sly whisper over fading piano)(Tap-dance rhythm softly stops)