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You know how people talk about uncompromising pop? Duvchi is just that – in it's purest form. It is passionate and lavish, whilst fragile and unassuming. Boldly arranged tracks meets timeless harmonies and form a space of melancholic warmth that quickly spellbinds and becomes a kind of instant find. Music you could see chart-topping.
Ooh Mama
Duvchi Lyrics
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Miss you very much
You should come on down
Come and put your name on my head
Your tissue dries every time you cry
Every time you cry
I miss you, miss serious
Now I'm learning origami
And as soon as I am done then I'm down
Ooh mama
Yeah I don't paint anymore
Looks like the rain goes aligned, goes around
I don't do much anymore
Philosophy while I'm watching Columbo, my god
What's in my heart is surreal
Then I grab my pen and I feel
That my hand went numb
So I don't paint anymore love
And you don't paint anymore
I miss you very much
Miss you very much
You should come on down
Come and put your name on my head
Six in the morning, I'm at your door
Will you let me in?
While I'm weeping in spring
Ooh mama
Yeah I don't paint anymore
Looks like the rain goes aligned, goes around
I don't do much anymore
Philosophy while I'm watching Columbo, my god
What's in my heart is surreal
Then I grab my pen and I feel
That my hand went numb
So I don't paint anymore love
And you don't paint anymore
Yeah I don't paint anymore
Looks like the rain goes aligned, goes around
And don't do much anymore
Philosophy while I'm watching Columbo, my god
What's in my heart is surreal
Then I grab my pen and I feel
That my hand went numb
So I don't paint anymore love
And you don't paint anymore
The lyrics to Duvchi's "Ooh Mama" express a deep longing for someone who is absent. The repeated line "I miss you very much" underscores the singer's deep feeling of loss, which is compounded by the fact that the person they miss is out of reach - they urge them to "come on down" and put their name on the singer's head, but this imagery emphasizes the distance between them. The singer also references the other person's tears and their own sense of loss with the line "Your tissue dries every time you cry", which is a powerful and evocative image of grief.
The second verse of the song suggests that the singer has lost their creative spark. They no longer "paint" and instead spend their time watching TV and contemplating philosophy. The line "What's in my heart is surreal" suggests that the singer is going through a difficult and confusing emotional time. However, towards the end of the verse, the singer decides to pick up a pen, but finds that their hand feels "numb". This could be interpreted as a creative block or a sense of being stuck.
As a whole, "Ooh Mama" portrays a sense of longing and a feeling of being stuck. However, the final line of the song, which repeats the refrain that the singer and the person they miss don't paint anymore, suggests a level of acceptance - they may miss the other person and their creative spark, but they recognize that things have changed.
Line by Line Meaning
I miss you very much
I am deeply longing for your presence.
Miss you very much
I still miss you deeply and wish you were here.
You should come on down
I want you to come visit me.
Come and put your name on my head
Please show me that you care by leaving a lasting impression on me.
Your tissue dries every time you cry
I notice that you cry a lot, and I am concerned for you.
Every time you cry
I observe that you are frequently emotional.
I miss you, miss serious
I miss you a lot and it is a serious feeling.
Now I'm learning origami
I am trying to be creative and learn new things.
Just enough to make a lotus flower
I am starting small, learning the basics before taking on bigger challenges.
And as soon as I am done then I'm down
After I am finished with this project, I will be ready.
Ooh mama
This is an expression of emotion, perhaps indicating pain or heartache.
Yeah I don't paint anymore
I have lost my creative spirit and am not painting like I used to.
Looks like the rain goes aligned, goes around
The world seems to be moving in cycles, repeating itself like the rain.
I don't do much anymore
I have lost my motivation to live an active life.
Philosophy while I'm watching Columbo, my god
I am reflecting on deep thoughts and ideas while watching a show called Columbo.
What's in my heart is surreal
My innermost feelings seem strange and unusual.
Then I grab my pen and I feel
Writing and being creative helps me express my emotions and cope with my feelings.
That my hand went numb
I am so overwhelmed with emotions that my hand has become numb.
So I don't paint anymore love
My love for painting hasn't gone away, but I simply can't do it anymore.
And you don't paint anymore
You too have lost your creative spark and no longer paint.
Six in the morning, I'm at your door
I am so desperate for your company that I come to your door early in the morning.
Will you let me in?
I am asking for your forgiveness and asking for another chance.
While I'm weeping in spring
I am crying and feeling vulnerable during a time when the world is supposed to be springing back to life.
Contributed by Henry J. Suggest a correction in the comments below.