Titolo brano: COINCIDENCE A Numero del brano: HIP 138 10.0 (Trackcode: HIP013810) Compositore: ORKESTRA JONES, Angelica Nicole Alvarado
Interpreti: Orkestra Jones, Angelica Nicole EAN/GTIN: 4020771261758 ISRC: DE-B63-26-07703 Album: SECOND CHANCES Numero di Catalogo: 138 Etichetta: Hip Hop Shop - HIP codice LC: 85263
Light R&B with composed female vocals, vibey vintage keys, soft harmonies, spacious synth melody, laidback beats and warm bass. Great for romance, coming-of-age and contemporary drama in TV and promos. 90 bpm (Emin)
Arranged and produced by Orkestra Jones.
Mixed by Orkestra Jones at Studio 247, USA.
Additional mixing by Mike 'Spike' Streefkerk at SpikeSound Studio, Sandstone Point, Australia.
Mastered by Daniel Goodridge.
Artwork by Chris Malbon c/o Debut Art.
Ah hah, what a coincidence
Hah, what a coincidence
You keep on ending up where I is
Like the universe got you on my shift
I showed up light, you came in heavy
And what a coincidence
You remember every little thing I said
Baby, either you’re psychic or just obsessed
But who am I to question it?
Mm, what a coincidence
You talk sweet with a half-bad intention
I can tell by the way you’re checking my reaction
That’s funny (That’s funny)
Oh yeah, real funny
Say you didn’t see me walk in
Boy, the way your whole mood switched
Now you buying drinks you don’t even drink
Just to end up in my space, yeah
You got terrible luck
Running into me this much
What a coincidence
You keep on ending up where I is
Like the universe got you on my shift
I showed up light, you came in heavy
And what a coincidence
You remember every little thing I said
Baby, either you’re psychic or just obsessed
But who am I to question it?
Mm, what a coincidence
So you ‘just happened’ to know my friends
And you ‘just happened’ to leave your
Leave your jacket in my Benz
Now you need it back, boy, please
You got terrible luck
Running into me this much
What a coincidence
You keep on ending up where I is
Like the universe got you on my shift
I showed up light, you came in heavy
And what a coincidence
You remember every little thing I said
Baby, either you’re psychic or just obsessed
But who am I to question it?
Just a coincidence