[Technical: 48kHz, Clean Vocal Separation, No Artifacts] [voice: deep male vocals, warm emotive delivery, melismatic R&B riffs, silky smooth finish, boost 5kHz presence] [range: B2–C5] [exclude styles: aggressive-shouting, heavy-autotune, monotone-delivery, harsh-transients] [Intro] Bassline hums, low like a hum, Fingers tap the table, one by one. [Verse] Sweat on my palms, ice in the glass, Your number’s still pinned under the dash. Speakers crackle, beat skips twice, I feel it coming, that roll of dice. [Pre-Chorus] Cold air from the vent, Lipstick smudge on the vent. Eyes lock, we don’t blink, One breath, instinct. [Chorus] Get that feeling, ooh, it’s on, Sweat runs hot, the night feels long. Get that feeling, I’m locked in tight, Like a bassline groove all through the night. [Verse] Neon flickers, liquor store glow, Your laugh cuts through like a late-night show. Car door slams, seatbelt clicks, I’m caught up, I’m deep in the mix. [Pre-Chorus] Cold air from the vent, Lipstick smudge on the vent. Eyes lock, we don’t blink, One breath, instinct. [Chorus] Get that feeling, ooh, it’s on, Sweat runs hot, the night feels long. Get that feeling, I’m locked in tight, Like a bassline groove all through the night. [Bridge] Your nails leave trails on my wrist, Lean in closer, I can feel your twist. The seat creaks back, we don’t hold still, It’s more than a rush, it’s a thrill that kills. [Chorus] Get that feeling, ooh, it’s on, Sweat runs hot, the night feels long. Get that feeling, I’m locked in tight, Like a bassline groove all through the night. [Outro] Bassline hums, low like a hum, Fingers tap the table, one by one. Get that feeling. Get that feeling. [End]
