Cold Mineral

Hot afternoon. One kiosk
One cold mineral, two straws

Heat wave chasing everybody
You ducked under the kiosk shade
Last cold bottle in the fridge —
We reached for it the same way
Stand-off at the freezer door
Your eyebrow versus my smile
The kiosk man said, "Share am, abeg" —
Wisest man within a mile

Two straws from the counter jar
One bench where the shade is kind
We split a cold drink like a treaty —
Best agreement I ever signed

Cold mineral! (ah, cold)
Two straws in the afternoon glow
One bottle, the whole dry season —
Sweetest thing the kiosk don sold

One bottle! (two straws)
One bench! (small talk)

One bottle! (two straws)
One bench! (small talk)

Now the kiosk man dey reserve am
One bottle, back of the fridge, our name
Three o'clock, the shade gets perfect
And we both arrive "by chance." Same game
You sip and hand it over
I sip and hand it back —
A whole relationship in rotation
Condensation on the glass

Two straws from the counter jar
One bench where the shade is kind
We split a cold drink like a treaty —
Best agreement I ever signed

Cold mineral! (ah, cold)
Two straws in the afternoon glow
One bottle, the whole dry season —
Sweetest thing the kiosk don sold

Truth is, people plan big love with candles
And here we are, built on a bottle
One kiosk, one bench, one habit
That neither of us will call a date
The kiosk man watches like a godfather
He already told his wife

Eh! (one bottle)
Eh! (one bottle)
Eh! (one bottle)
Eh! (two straws)

Cold mineral! (ah, cold)
The kiosk man don tell his wife

One bottle! (two straws)

One bottle! (two straws)

One bottle, the whole dry season —
Sweetest thing the kiosk don sold

Sweetest thing in this sweet life

Three o'clock tomorrow?
It's not a date
It's not a date