Feel that bassline pulse, it’s a party in the air,
Groovin’ in the moonlight, we’re a couple beyond compare,
With your velvet swagger, baby, you lead the way,
Let’s dance among the stars, we’ll make the night sway.
Catch a cosmic strut, as the rhythm takes control,
Spinning through the shadows, let the music touch your soul,
Brass blaze in the background, horns are calling loud,
Together, we’ll ignite this funky, vibrant crowd.
Let that rhythm fever take over everything we do,
Every beat’s a heartbeat, every move’s a rendezvous,
In this electric moment, nothing feels amiss,
With every twist and turn, it’s pure, delicious bliss.
Drifting on the velvet, the night’s wearing thin,
But the beats keep on pumping, let the groove begin again,
With laughter in the air, and our spirits soaring high,
We’ll dance under the stars, where the magic never dies.
So let’s hold on tight, let the funk flow through our veins,
With every bassline pulse, we’ll dance away the chains,
In this symphony of love, we’ll never feel alone,
Together under starlight, we’ve found our cosmic home.
With every shimmer, shimmer, we’ll leave our mark tonight,
In a world filled with rhythm, we’re the echo of delight,
As the final notes fade, and the dawn draws near,
We’ll remember this magic, and carry it year after year.
Funk
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