(Intro, spoken softly) Hey there, baby… You a butter bean? ‘Cause you lookin’ smooth, creamy… and a little bit dreamy. (Verse 1, bouncy funk groove) I’ve been mixin’ my legumes in the greenhouse heat, Little butter bean met a pinto—sweet. Said, “You got curves like a kidney, lean and fine,” Now they’re makin’ refried dreams on the vine. (quick breath) Can’t stop this fertile attraction, It’s a photosynth-satisfaction. Pods are knockin’, leaves are shakin’, Mother Nature’s ground is quakin’! (Chorus, soaring, falsetto harmonies) It’s cross-polli-nation, baby, Genetic flirtation, maybe. Shake that sprout, don’t be shy— Let those pods multiply! Oh, bean-to-bean temptation, A spicy germination. Every pod’s got needs— Cross-breed those beans with speed! ⸻ (Verse 2, slower, funkier groove) Got a chickpea winkin’ at a navy bean, Said, “Let’s make hummus if you know what I mean.” They’re swappin’ DNA like it’s flavor and spice, It’s a buffet, baby—beans twice as nice! (Pre-Chorus 2) Don’t be shy, let your tendrils play, We’ll mix our genes the garden way. You’re my legume love machine— Call it Fifty Shades of Green. (Bridge, spoken/sung with vocoder effect) Yeah… photosynthesize my name, Mix my pollen, stake my claim. Hybrid vigor, don’t be tame, Ooh—fertilize my fame. (Breakdown, funky bass, layered harmonies) Sprout it out! 🌱 Shake that pod! 🌱 Show me that chlorophyll bod! 🌱 We’re mixin’ roots, we’re gettin’ wild— Mother Nature’s feelin’ styled! (Final Chorus, anthemic) Cross-polli-nation, baby, You’re my chlorophyll sensation, maybe. Pods are bumpin’, roots entwined, We’re makin’ species undefined! So plant that seed with pride— Let legume love collide! (Outro, spoken, lounge-style) Now every time I open a tin, I taste the passion locked within. From mung to soy to lima dreams… We wrote a love song made of beans. (echoed vocoder) B-b-b-beans… Cross-polli-naaa-tion…
