[Intro] (Warm requinto distortion avant-garde picking weaving with sparkling spacey synth pads, wet slide guitar, and a gentle 102 BPM bouncy sub-bass groove) (Intimate, close-mic whisper) Look at her standing over there... under the neon light. Man, somebody’s gotta be the luckiest guy in the world. [Verse 1] (Conversational, rhythmic flow with a Jackson Browne-style storytelling drawl) She’s leaning on the jukebox in a silver denim jacket, Making every outlaw in the room double-take and track it. Got that quiet kinda magic, like a midnight star, Shining through the neon smoke across a crowded bar. She tries to hide a smile while she’s looking at her phone, And I’m standing in the corner wondering if she came alone. I bet she’s got a lover waiting somewhere down the line, Or maybe she’s just waiting for a sign like mine. [Pre-Chorus] (Warm sub-zero requinto stoner guitar, synth bass swells, high tenor vocals lifting gracefully) She’s got that look that makes a tough guy want to change, Makes a cold heart melt and feel a little strange. [Chorus] (Soaring, melodic operatic tenor over stoner doom sludge glitch avant-garde requinto picking and driving 808 snare drops) SHE MUST BE SOMEBODY’S BABY, SHE MUST BE SOMEBODY’S GIRL! CAUSE SHE’S THE PRETTIEST THING IN THIS WHOLE DAMN NEON WORLD! AND IF SHE AIN’T NOBODY’S BABY YET... WELL, I’M GONNA BE THE SAVIOR THAT SHE CAN’T FORGET! YEAH, SHE MUST BE SOMEBODY’S BABY... AND I JUST WANNA BE THE ONE WHO HOLDS HER TIGHT! [Verse 2] (Mid-tempo swinging stride; rapid, soft-hearted cadence) I dream up a picture while I’m watching from afar, Shielding her from trouble, walking to her hover-car. Being her protector when the galaxy gets cold, Giving her a soft love that never grows old. I wanna be the badass who brings her flowers on a whim, Take her out to deep space where the city lights get dim. I see a hundred guys trying to catch her glance, But I’m just building up the courage to ask her for a dance. [Bridge] (Guitars drops down; warm synth bass and sparkling glitter FX with close-mic whispered delivery) She’s putting on her coat now... she’s stepping toward the door. If I don’t make my move right now, I won't see her no more. Here goes nothing... [Chorus] (Soaring, melodic operatic tenor over bright avant-garde stoner distorted requinto picking and driving 808 snare drops) SHE MUST BE SOMEBODY’S BABY, SHE MUST BE SOMEBODY’S GIRL! CAUSE SHE’S THE PRETTIEST THING IN THIS WHOLE DAMN NEON WORLD! AND IF SHE AIN’T NOBODY’S BABY YET... WELL, I’M GONNA BE THE SAVIOR THAT SHE CAN’T FORGET! YEAH, SHE MUST BE SOMEBODY’S BABY... AND I JUST WANNA BE THE ONE WHO HOLDS HER TIGHT! [Outro] ( Doom-distorted stoner riff Requinto guitar solos gently over wet slide guitar and space pads) Hey... excuse me... I couldn't help but notice you standing there... (Fade out on warm sub-bass pulse)
