Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Zan walked in late
Dust on the cuffs
One black boot
And a grin too rough
You said my name
Like you knew the room
I lost my cool
In a second or two
[Pre-Chorus]
Say it again
Right there, right there
You pull me close
With a look that says
[Chorus]
Zan, Zan, Zan
You got me like that
Zan, Zan, Zan
I keep coming back
One more glance
And I’m gone again
Zan, Zan, Zan
Say my name, Zan
[Verse 2]
Phone on the seat
Keys in your hand
You never ask
You just understand
Red on your lips
Cold on your glass
I try to leave
But I never last
[Pre-Chorus]
Say it again
Right there, right there
You pull me close
With a look that says
[Chorus]
Zan, Zan, Zan
You got me like that
Zan, Zan, Zan
I keep coming back
One more glance
And I’m gone again
Zan, Zan, Zan
Say my name, Zan
[Bridge]
If you turn around
I’ll follow the sound
No map, no plan
Just you and Zan
[Final Chorus]
Zan, Zan, Zan
You got me like that
Zan, Zan, Zan
I keep coming back
One more glance
And I’m gone again
Zan, Zan, Zan
Say my name, Zan
Style of Music
Pop with syncopated kick and handclap groove, verse stays stripped to bass, muted guitar, and close-mic vocal; pre-chorus lifts with rising stacks and filtered synth air; chorus opens wide with layered doubles, a chantable name-hook, and short delay throws on the last word. Tiny reverse swells, snap pickups, and a bright punchy mix keep it addictive and clean.