SHOWROOM SUPERSTAR!

[Intro — Cinematic Engine Purr, Crowd Murmur, Champagne Glasses] [BODYGUARD — deep, cool, spoken:] Ladies and gentlemen … Welcome to the finest night on four wheels. Please keep your hands off the vehicles. And, sir … that includes you. [MILLIONAIRE:] Ha! Come on, my man! Tonight, we’re driving the whole world crazy!F…K! MAN… THINK I’M DRUNK! [BODYGUARD:] I’ll drive the car, sir. You just try to drive yourself. [Beat Drops — Deep Funk Bass, Brass Stabs, Finger Snaps] [Verse 1 — Millionaire, Smooth Confident Rap] Black tie shining, champagne on ice, Supercars waiting, everything precise. Chrome in the spotlight, leather so fine, A million-dollar motor and a woman divine. My red-haired beauty, looking like a queen, The finest little entrance this world’s ever seen. Flash, flash, cameras, everybody knows, When we hit the red carpet, that’s how it goes! [Bodyguard — Rhythmic Spoken Rap] One step left, sir, watch your shoe, That car costs more than the house you flew through. Smile for the cameras, keep your jacket straight, And please don’t ask the racing driver for a date. [Pre-Chorus — Rising Male Choir, Funk Guitar] Engines purring, lights ignite, Champagne sparkling through the night. Leather, steel and luxury, Come on, everybody — groove with me! [Chorus — Big Groove, Male Choir, Call and Response] [ALL:] Showroom superstar! Look at those cars! Chrome in the light, we’re raising the bar! [MILLIONAIRE:] Fast cars, fine wine, my beautiful queen!F…K! MAN… THINK I’M DRUNK! [BODYGUARD:] And the only man here checking what things mean! [ALL:] Groove, groove, groove into the night! Luxury engines and the city lights! Step to the left, let the bassline roll, Showroom party — we’ve got control! [Verse 2 — Bodyguard Takes the Lead, Sharp Funk Rap] I’ve checked the exits, checked the floor, Three VIPs at the private door. One wants a selfie, one wants a deal, One wants to know if the cars are real. The host wants a speech, the press wants a quote, Sir’s found a red button beside a red note. I said, “Don’t touch it!” — he gave me a grin. Now the demonstration is about to begin! [MILLIONAIRE:] Relax, my friend! It’s only a switch! [BODYGUARD:] Sir, that’s the launch button. [MILLIONAIRE:] Oh … which? [BODYGUARD:] The one that starts the engine. [MILLIONAIRE:] Fantastic! [BODYGUARD:] On the display car, sir. Not your private classic. [Instrumental Groove Break — Bass, Brass, Engine Rev FX, Finger Snaps] [Verse 3 — Red-Haired Beauty, Smooth Female Voice] Red hair flowing, diamonds aglow, I take his arm and steal the show. He talks horsepower, I smile and shine, The bodyguard whispers, “We’re running on time.” [BODYGUARD:] Madam, you’re looking absolutely divine. Your gentleman’s trying to buy car number nine. [MILLIONAIRE:] It’s a limited edition! [BODYGUARD:] So is your credit limit, sir. [MILLIONAIRE:] You’re ruining the vision! [BODYGUARD:] I’m saving the evening. That’s my decision. [Bridge — Piano, Warm Male Choir, Rising Bass] [MILLIONAIRE:] To the cars that make us dream, To the lights that make us gleam, To the woman by my side, And the man who keeps me alive! [BODYGUARD — spoken, then rhythmic:] I’ll accept the toast, sir. But let’s be clear … I protect the man. I protect the gear. I protect the keys, the deals, the champagne … [MILLIONAIRE:] And my reputation? [BODYGUARD:] I do what I can. [Final Chorus — Full Funk Groove, Crowd Choir, Brass and Bass] [ALL:] Showroom superstar! Look at those cars! Chrome in the light, we’re raising the bar! [MILLIONAIRE:] Fast cars, fine wine, my beautiful queen! [BODYGUARD:] And a strict spending limit behind the scenes! [ALL:] Groove, groove, groove into the night! Luxury engines and the city lights! Step to the left, let the bassline roll, Showroom party — we’ve got control! [ALL — repeated, bigger:] Showroom superstar! Groove into the night! Champagne, chrome and the flashbulb light! [Outro — Beat Drops to Bass and Finger Snaps] [MILLIONAIRE:] What a night! I’m buying that silver supercar! [BODYGUARD:] No, sir. [MILLIONAIRE:] The black one, then? [BODYGUARD:] Also no. [MILLIONAIRE:] The red one? [BODYGUARD:] Your lady has already chosen it. [MILLIONAIRE:] She has? [BODYGUARD:] Yes, sir. She’s buying it with your card. [Beat Stops] [MILLIONAIRE:] WHAT?! [BODYGUARD:] Relax, sir. At least someone here has excellent taste. [Deep Bass Hit — Crowd Cheers — Engine Purr Fades Out]