[Verse 1] There’s a neighbor in the back, real quiet, real straight Met her takin’ out the trash one night real late Said “hey,” and kept it movin’, didn’t say much more Type you wouldn’t notice if you passed her before But every night, man, right around eight Lights dip low, never early, never late Blinds halfway down but they never quite close And that’s about the time the whole thing unfolds Tank top, pajama pants, slidin’ in socks Radio playin’, she just starts to rock At first it’s small, just a step or two Like she’s feelin’ out what she’s about to do [Hook] She in the kitchen, she dancin’ alone Don’t follow nothin’, got a groove of her own I don’t know if it’s crazy or just kinda sweet But it’s somethin’ I look for ‘bout eight every week [Verse 2] Now she pick up the broom, start sweepin’ the floor But that turn into rhythm, ain’t sweepin’ no more Little side step, then she slide real clean Like she mixin’ salsa with a little Billie Jean Then she switch it up, go her own direction Ain’t no pattern, just a smooth connection Caught a pop and a lock in the middle of that Then she laughed to herself and hit a boom boom bap Hit a spin by the sink, grabbed a towel like a mic Sang a couple words like the moment felt right And I’m watchin’ thinkin’ I ain’t sure what I see But she got more moves than MTV [Hook] She in the kitchen, she dancin’ alone Don’t follow nothin’, got a groove of her own I don’t know if it’s crazy or just kinda sweet But it’s somethin’ I look for ‘bout eight every week [Verse 3] Daytime come and she back to that same Calm little smile, don’t play no games Walks real straight, keeps everything neat You would never guess how she move to a beat But I seen that side when the sun go down When she turn that kitchen to her own funky town And I ain’t sayin’ she the best I seen But she got somethin’ you don’t see on a screen Cute or crazy? I still can’t say But it got me posted at the same time every day Next time I might bring a snack, sit back Let her do her thing while I watch from the shack [Outro Hook] She in the kitchen, just dancin’ alone Don’t follow nothin’, got a groove of her own I don’t say nothin’, I just let it be But it always leaves me smilin’ at what I see She’s dancin in the kitchen. See you next time crazy lady. Keep movin’ and groovin’
