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Escort
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Escort è stato pubblicato il 30 giugno 2026 da Cophawkmusic come parte dell'album Sirens
AlbumSirens
Released30 giugno 2026
EtichettaCophawkmusic
LinguaEnglish
BPM155
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia

Testi

I pull up to the venue, lights flashin' blue
Got a big ol' escort ridin' right behind me too
Crowd of pretty girls screamin' out my name
Throwin' bras and phone numbers, playin' the same ol' game
But when the show lets out and the last encore is done
I slip out the back door where the real fun's just begun
He's got them blue lights twirlin', I got these boots on
We meet behind the bus where the diesel smoke is strong
He pins me up against the chrome, badge still on his chest
Whispers "Boy, you know the law, but tonight you're under arrest
Yeah, the women swoon and scream for me under them spotlights bright
But it's this cop on my escort squad that takes me home at night
He's got a wife and kids back home in some small town
I got an arena full of girls who think I'll turn around
They bat their eyes and beg me for a backstage pass
Later he's readin' me my rights with his hands on my ass
We don't talk about tomorrow, we don't talk about the show
Just two hard-workin' men doin' what real men know
He's got them blue lights twirlin', I got these boots on
We meet behind the bus where the diesel smoke is strong
He cuffs my hands behind me, but we both know it's pretend
Then he shows me how a real man handles another man
Yeah, the ladies throw their panties, cryin' "Baby, you're the one
But this cop on my escort squad is what I need, son
They say every cowboy needs a good ridin' partner
Mine just happens to wear a badge and carry a revolver
We keep it quiet, keep it quick, keep it out of the light
But every town we roll through, he's waitin' for me every night
Blue lights flashin', boots on the ground
He's got me singin' a different tune when no one else is around
The women want the superstar, the glitter and the fame
But this cop on my escort squad knows how to stake his claim
Yeah, they swoon and scream my name till their voices start to crack
But it's his hands, his grip, his cock that's got me comin' back
So if you see me smilin' when the cops roll in behind the stage
Now you know exactly what kind of escort I crave
Written by: Bryan Oxier
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