
Wrong Turn, Right Party Southern Soul ldp
WRONG TURN, RIGHT PARTY — DJ DR LOVE [Intro — deep spoken] I thought you said the second left. That was the second left. Well... Why I hear my kind of music? 007 FM. Let's investigate. [Hook] Wrong turn, right party, bass coming through the wall, Came to find an address, found a good time after all. Somebody on the porch said, "Brother, come on in," Now the whole room moving like we all been friends. Wrong turn, right party, put that map away, Sometimes the best little night ain't the one you planned. Dr Love on the dial, let the scratch ride clean, Didn't know where I was, now they saving me a seat. [Verse 1] Had a little invitation, couldn't read the street, Phone down to one percent, trying to see. Pulled up by a house with a purple porch light, Heard a bass line bending, figured this might be right. Lady at the doorway said, "Who you looking for?" I gave a name, she laughed, pointed two doors north. But before I could leave, somebody called from inside, "Is that the man with the music? Tell him come by!" Turns out a friend of a friend knew the name, Now I'm standing in the kitchen explaining how I came. Got a cup in my hand, got a chair by the wall, Then the DJ asked, "You got anything for us all?" [Scratch Break] Wrong-wrong turn! Right-right party! 007, who in here? [Verse 2] Said, "I might have something you can put in the set, Little low-voice number I ain't played out yet." First kick dropped, saw a head turn slow, Second bass slide brought a lady to the floor. Man in a clean hat said, "Run that again," Before the first hook even had a chance to end. I stood by the speaker trying not to grin, Then somebody grabbed my sleeve, said, "Go on, get in!" I got one good step and a dependable lean, Ain't about to hurt myself proving I'm nineteen. Let the youngsters spin, I can hold this side, Put a little shoulder in it, let the rhythm ride. [Hook] Wrong turn, right party, bass coming through the wall, Came to find an address, found a good time after all. Somebody on the porch said, "Brother, come on in," Now the whole room moving like we all been friends. Wrong turn, right party, put that map away, Sometimes the best little night ain't the one you planned. Dr Love on the dial, let the scratch ride clean, Didn't know where I was, now they saving me a seat. [Bridge — spoken] Then my phone rang. "Where you at?" I said, "Two doors down." They said, "We can hear you." Well, come on over! [Verse 3] Now the original party coming up the walk, Everybody carrying food, everybody talking. Moved another table, made a little more space, Somebody found a fan, set it right in my face. Host said, "Next time, you don't need to get lost," I said, "Write your number down before this phone cuts off." Left with new friends and a plate wrapped tight, Had the wrong little address, had a mighty good night. [Final Hook] Wrong turn, right party, bass coming through the wall, Came to find an address, found a good time after all. Dr Love on the dial, let the scratch ride clean, Didn't know where I was, now they saving me a seat. [Outro — deep spoken] Now which one of y'all blocked my car? No hurry. Play that last one again. 007 FM.

