Plastic Rose Petals (Accapella)
KCentric
I always envisioned this as a country tune. I would love to have some fancy Nashville musicians cover this song and make it a worldwide chart-topping hit.
If you could only hear the final version in my head. :-)
Feel free to reinterpret the song and make it your own.
I even threw in the lyrics for you!
Peace,
K
Plastic Rose Petals
Written by Kawaski J Nelson
Published by Passion Mills Music (BMI) .2013
Verse 1
He caught a whiff of her cheap perfume
As he stumbled over luggage in his hotel room
Paid for the night but I doubt he stays
Gazing at the woman in her lingerie
Competition game, set, and match
Gloating at the sight of such a beautiful catch
Their eyes meet but they barely touch
Afraid that the stranger might say too much
Chorus 1x
She’s on a midnight train going nowhere
Ain’t nothing gonna stop her now
(And) come hell or high water
She’s gotta find a way to make it somehow
But I got a funny feeling
That it’s all a harbinger of change
Those cheap little plastic rose petals on the bed don’t smell the same
Verse 2
Playing through the wall is a familiar tune
Wait…. I think it’s Johnny Mathis
In comes the chorus he stares into space
and then she pauses - (and wonders what the catch is)
A broken neon sign flashes just one letter
As she’s thinking to herself that I can do better
Too late though cause shes in too deep
Waiting for her money but he’s fast asleep
Chorus 1x
She’s on a midnight train going nowhere
Ain’t nothing gonna stop her now
(And) come hell or high water
She’s gotta find a way to make it somehow
But I got a funny feeling
That it’s all a harbinger of change
Those cheap little plastic rose petals on the bed don’t smell the same
Verse 3
Now she’s leaving on the next thing smoking
and what little she has is all packed
Told herself if she ever got a chance to leave she wasn’t coming back
Cause she’s seen to many good girls perish and big dreams just fade away
High hopes ain’t nothing but an adjective and noun if you waste it away
Chorus (3x)
She’s on a midnight train going somewhere
Ain’t nothing gonna stop her now
(And) come hell or high water
She’s gonna find a way to make it somehow
But I got a funny feeling
That it’s all a harbinger of change
Those cheap little plastic rose petals on the bed don’t smell the same
End.
If you could only hear the final version in my head. :-)
Feel free to reinterpret the song and make it your own.
I even threw in the lyrics for you!
Peace,
K
Plastic Rose Petals
Written by Kawaski J Nelson
Published by Passion Mills Music (BMI) .2013
Verse 1
He caught a whiff of her cheap perfume
As he stumbled over luggage in his hotel room
Paid for the night but I doubt he stays
Gazing at the woman in her lingerie
Competition game, set, and match
Gloating at the sight of such a beautiful catch
Their eyes meet but they barely touch
Afraid that the stranger might say too much
Chorus 1x
She’s on a midnight train going nowhere
Ain’t nothing gonna stop her now
(And) come hell or high water
She’s gotta find a way to make it somehow
But I got a funny feeling
That it’s all a harbinger of change
Those cheap little plastic rose petals on the bed don’t smell the same
Verse 2
Playing through the wall is a familiar tune
Wait…. I think it’s Johnny Mathis
In comes the chorus he stares into space
and then she pauses - (and wonders what the catch is)
A broken neon sign flashes just one letter
As she’s thinking to herself that I can do better
Too late though cause shes in too deep
Waiting for her money but he’s fast asleep
Chorus 1x
She’s on a midnight train going nowhere
Ain’t nothing gonna stop her now
(And) come hell or high water
She’s gotta find a way to make it somehow
But I got a funny feeling
That it’s all a harbinger of change
Those cheap little plastic rose petals on the bed don’t smell the same
Verse 3
Now she’s leaving on the next thing smoking
and what little she has is all packed
Told herself if she ever got a chance to leave she wasn’t coming back
Cause she’s seen to many good girls perish and big dreams just fade away
High hopes ain’t nothing but an adjective and noun if you waste it away
Chorus (3x)
She’s on a midnight train going somewhere
Ain’t nothing gonna stop her now
(And) come hell or high water
She’s gonna find a way to make it somehow
But I got a funny feeling
That it’s all a harbinger of change
Those cheap little plastic rose petals on the bed don’t smell the same
End.