Wrong Dance, Darling/The Queen's Reply (Etoille Response Round 1 Remix)

[Intro - Spoken female, amused, solo violin] Well, well, well... You heard a dare? And brought a whole tango? [Soft laugh] Oh, darling... I admire the enthusiasm. But there's something you misunderstood... I wasn't talking to you. [Playful violin flourish, beat builds] [Verse 1 - Playful, melodic] You came from the shadows, wearing a crown, With a tango rhythm to turn things around. You learned my music, you counted my beat, I'll give you credit, you've got dancing feet. You heard a challenge, you answered in style, I'll even admit that you made me smile. But somewhere between the bow and the flame, You missed a little detail in the game. [Pre-Chorus - Rising strings] One step forward, two steps back, Tango meets flamenco on a different track. You thought I'd turn when you called my name, But darling, we were playing different games. [Chorus - Bright, confident female vocals] You're barking up the wrong tree, sweetie, But I admire your fantasy. You can bring your bow and your crown, Just don't expect to win over me. Two queens beneath the moonlight, That was always the melody. You can join the musical battle, Just not the romantic chemistry. Oh-oh-oh, now you see, You were never in the running for me. Oh-oh-oh, nice try, honey, But I'll give you points for creativity. [Instrumental - Playful violin duel] [Verse 2 - FAST FEMALE RAP, cheeky rhythmic flow] Click-click, heels on the floor, Heard my strings and came wanting more. Tick-tick, clock on the wall, You brought a tango, well, bless us all! You're the bow? Well, isn't that sweet, And I must admit you've got quite a beat. You brought your fire? I brought my own, Don't need a king to warm my throne. Came to own the floor? Now that's a claim, But I like the way you played the game. King in the shadows? Come take a bow, You've earned your applause, I'll give you that now. You broke all the rules? Well, so have I, And I rather enjoyed your cheeky reply. But one little thing you failed to see, The flirting wasn't aimed at thee! [Pre-Chorus - Rising strings] One step forward, two steps back, Tango meets flamenco on a different track. You thought I'd turn when you called my name, But darling, we were playing different games. [Chorus - Full strings, playful] You're barking up the wrong tree, sweetie, But I admire your fantasy. You can bring your bow and your crown, Just don't expect to win over me. Two queens beneath the moonlight, That was always the melody. You can join the musical battle, Just not the romantic chemistry. Oh-oh-oh, now you see, You were never in the running for me. Oh-oh-oh, nice try, honey, But I'll give you points for creativity. [Instrumental - Violin and cello call-and-response] [Bridge - Spoken, warm sarcastic delivery] You said... "I'm not your violin. I'm the bow that pulls you in." [Amused laugh] Well, darling... That was quite a line. But who said I needed pulling? And that little speech about Being just a wire without your fire? Funny... I seem perfectly capable Of starting my own flames. [Violin glissando] You said you're the hand that holds the fire? Sweetheart... I appreciate the offer. But I've got this. [Single playful violin pluck] And that king in the shadows? Well... I suppose every dance deserves An enthusiastic audience. Though I must say... You certainly know how to make an entrance. [Violin flourish] [Verse 3 - Melodic, teasing] You counted my breaths, predicted heartbreak, Built quite a story from a small mistake. You said I'd come running, come dancing back slow, But that's not quite how my rhythms go. You claim your rhythm's beating in my chest, Well, confidence certainly suits you best. I set my tempo, always have, always will, But I'll happily challenge your musical skill. You said nobody's winning, nobody's won, Well, maybe the musical game's just begun. No hearts to conquer, no need to compete, Just two different rhythms sharing a beat. [Break - Pizzicato, whispered] And as for you, Your Majesty... [Soft laugh] Not bad. Not bad at all. [Final Chorus - Explosive strings, triumphant] You're barking up the wrong tree, sweetie, But I admire your fantasy. Keep your bow and keep your crown, And bring that musical energy. Two queens beneath the moonlight, That was always the melody. But a tango against my flamenco? Now that's a rivalry I can see! Oh-oh-oh, now you see, You were never in the running for me. Oh-oh-oh, nice try, honey, But I'll give you points for creativity. [Outro - Spoken, solo violin] Same time next week? [Amused laugh] Well, darling... You may not have won my heart... But you certainly earned a musical reply. And that bow of yours? [Violin flourish] Not bad. Just remember... I make my own fire. [Soft laugh] Round two, Your Majesty? Your move. [Final dramatic violin flourish]