Vinegar and Napkins
Style: Motown ballad

[Verse 1]
Two napkins stuck to the counter
Salt in the air, nothing shorter
You reach for the vinegar first
Hand brushes mine, and I burst

[Pre-chorus]
Nothing here was built to last
No candles lit, no plans held fast
But I don't want this moment to pass

[Chorus]
Bilal, you make the plain things gleam
Some kind of gazelle in my quiet dream
No grand hall, no citadel
Just you, Bilal, and I'm under your spell

[Verse 2]
You wipe your hands on your sleeve
Laugh at a joke I didn't quite achieve
The lights hum low above our heads
This is enough, is all that's said

[Bridge]
I've known love dressed up, love in disguise
But never this steady look in your eyes
No fireworks, no grand farewell
Just you, staying, and that's swell

[Chorus]
Bilal, you make the plain things gleam
Some kind of gazelle in my quiet dream
No grand hall, no citadel
Just you, Bilal, and I'm under your spell

[Outro]
Two napkins still stuck where we sat
Still holding you close after that

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