Hustle Thomas Mir batash

[Intro] Shhh... shelves breathe [Verse] Buried under overdue books, she grins at the clock A quirky librarian, sleeves ink-stained, she rocks 'pineapple daiquiri' in hand, dreams rise on the dock [Chorus] One more hush, one more page to scan Desk becomes a beach, the warm wind fans 'pineapple daiquiri' in hand, she’s gone with the plan [Verse] The stern policy on silence looms like a wall Her island call is louder than the library's hall She stacks dreams on shelves till the tide breaks through [Chorus] One more hush, one more page to scan Desk becomes a beach, the warm wind fans 'pineapple daiquiri' in hand, she’s gone with the plan [Outro] Shhh... someday soon