MUSIC FOR SALE

[Intro]
Group chat says, “Where you at?” We’re posted by the rope
Your pin’s been doing circles, but you swear you’re close

[Verse 1]
We got one wristband left, the line’s moving slow
You text, “I see the door,” from a mile down the road
Said your rideshare missed the turn, then it missed the block
Now you’re “parking right now” by a loading dock
Sent a photo of a palm tree like it proves the whole line
We’re watching that blue dot take a scenic route
You say, “Tell ’em hold the spot, I’m basically out”

[Chorus]
I’m almost there, foo. Pero hay tráfico.
I’m almost there, foo. Pero hay tráfico.
You’re so close, you can practically hear the bass
We can see your little dot in another zip code’s place
I’m almost there, foo. Pero hay tráfico.

[Instrumental Break]
[Heavy bass groove, West Coast synths, driving house drums]

[Verse 2]
Now the excuse got upgraded: “They’re paving my lane”
Then a parade rolled by—on a Tuesday, in the rain
We don’t even ask now, we just send a thumbs-up
You say “I’m around the corner”—which corner? Good luck
Ya pedimos la mesa, ya cambió el DJ
Tú mandas “voy llegando” desde quién sabe cuándo

[Build Up]
[Snare Roll, Rising Tension]

[Beat Drop]

[Chorus]
I’m almost there, foo. Pero hay tráfico.
I’m almost there, foo. Pero hay tráfico.
You’re so close, you can practically hear the bass
We can see your little dot in another zip code’s place
I’m almost there, foo. Pero hay tráfico.

[Outro]
We saved you a spot and we’re calling it fate
You’ll arrive just in time for the lights coming up late
(I’m almost there, foo. Pero hay tráfico.)

[Talking voices]
“Pulling up right now.” Yeah, we know.

[End]