[Intro – Disco Choir] Ooh baby, ooh baby… ("uh-huh, yeah!") The groove slows down when you’re not here… ("bring it back!") But tonight, we’re keeping that disco ball alive… (“shine on!") Hit it! [Verse 1 – 70s Funk/Disco] Glitter falling on the shiny wooden floor, (“sparkle, sparkle!”) The dance floor’s glowing, ready to burn once more. (“wooh!”) I snap my fingers, slide, spin around, But without your heat, girl, the night won’t make a sound. (“come back, mama…") I stare at the phone, swear I hear it buzz, (“bzzz— oh no!”) Silent lines, heart unplugged because— (“dang!”) I raise my hands, I dance, I fake the mood, But baby you know my groove runs slow without you. (“slow it down… slow it down…") [Pre-Chorus – Floating Choir] Time stretches, stretches low, (“oooh, stretch it…") Like a vinyl someone slowed down too much. (“33 RPM, baby!") I pretend I’m not looking for your glow, (“don’t look, don’t look— oh look!") But everything pulls me back to you… oh-ooh-ooh… (choir “aaah-aaah”) [Chorus – Disco Grandeur] Every little vibe you send sparks me up, I’m addicted, I’m addicted, locked inside this suit. (“locked in!") I wait for your call like DJs wait for the beat drop, (“drop the beat!”) But I’m tired, oh baby, of staying stuck on “pause.” (“too long!”) Every little breath, every motion you make, Puts me in a trance when I hear your name. (“say my name!") I wait for your signal in the shining night, But I’m tired, oh baby… it just ain’t right. (“ooh heartbreak…") [Verse 2 – Dramatic Disco] The disco ball spins just like my mind, (“spin it!") Every sparkle looks like your face outlined. (“so shiny!") Half past midnight, I restart the groove, But the telephone stays silent in my hands—no moves. (“pick it up!”) Platform shoes tapping, that Saturday night fever, (“Saturday night!”) But I can’t dance right without your glimmer. (“no groove without you!") If you leave me on voicemail once again, I’m cutting the sound, I’m changing my lane. (“switch it up!") [RAP BRIDGE – Old School 70s Funk Rap] (“uh! ha! check it out!") Listen girl, we gotta straighten this vibe, I spend my nights just hoping you’ll slide. (“come back!") I spin the funk, I rock the mic, The whole floor follows—it’s a boogie psychedelic night. (“boogie boogie!") I ain’t the begging type, but here’s the truth: When you’re gone, girl, I lose my groove. (“slow-mo!") So pick it up, send a “Hey,” say my name, Before I dance with someone else by the buffet! (“oh snap!”) (Huh! Say what?) I won’t freeze my vibe, my groove, my shine, For a princess hesitating over miles and miles. (“don’t wait!") So shake it, break it, send me a sign, Or I’ll move on, baby—yeah, I’m divine! (“divine, divine!") [Chorus – Full Disco Orchestra] Every little vibe you send sparks me up, I’m addicted, I’m addicted, locked inside this suit. (“funky prisoner!") I wait for your call like DJs wait for the beat drop, (“drop it! drop it!") But I’m tired, oh baby, of staying stuck on “pause.” (“pause no more…") Every little breath, every motion you make, Puts me in a trance when I hear your name. (“ooh, déjà vu!") I wait for your signal in the shining night, But I’m tired, oh baby… it just ain’t right. (“tearing me down!") [Outro – Fading Disco Strings & Choir] Slow-mo… slow-mo… groove without you… (“slower… slower…") But the night goes on, the night keeps dancing through… (“keep dancing…") Ooh baby, come back to the groove… (“come home…") (“ahhh-ooooh baby”, “groooove…”)
