[Intro – instrumental, funky bass, muted trumpet stabs] (Low adlibs, rhythmic) Uh… Yeah… Right there… [Verse 1 – groovy, laid-back, rhythmic phrasing] Bassline talkin’ in my chest, Every step is second-guess. Lights are low, the room is tight, Funk is breathing in the night. No big words, no alibi, Just the beat walkin’ by. Every move is understood, When the pocket feels this good. [Pre-Chorus – tension, space] Don’t think twice, don’t explain, Let the groove do all the sayin’. When it hits just right on time, You don’t need another sign. [Chorus – funky, minimal, call & response feel] Stay in the pocket of the night, Yeah… stay right. Pocket of the night, Everything’s tight. Pocket of the night, Don’t rush the vibe. Pocket of the night, Let it ride. [Instrumental Break – trumpet + clav / Rhodes funk] (Short trumpet phrases, syncopated piano) Adlibs: Uh-huh… Yeah… [Verse 2 – more bounce, playful confidence] Sweat and rhythm, skin to sound, Funk is coded underground. No control, but all precise, Every hit is rollin’ dice. I don’t lead, I don’t chase, I just sit right in the space. When the groove locks in that way, Night don’t need a thing to say. [Pre-Chorus – stripped, bass-forward] If you feel it, let it show, If you don’t, just let it go. This ain’t fast, this ain’t loud, This is funk, deep and proud. [Chorus – fuller, slightly more energy] Stay in the pocket of the night, Yeah… stay right. Pocket of the night, Everything’s tight. Pocket of the night, No need to try. Pocket of the night, Let it ride. [Bridge – spoken word, funky wisdom] Funk ain’t rushin’. Funk don’t shout. It just shows up… And knocks you out. [Final Chorus – loopable, hypnotic] Pocket of the night… Pocket of the night… Stay in it… Stay in it… [Outro – instrumental fade, bass + trumpet echoes] (Clubbing lights down, groove continues)
