INTRO — 8 bars — the melody. Piano or warm synth. Alone. Four notes. Repeating. Then bass enters. Soft. Then beat enters — 4x4 kick, smooth clap on 2 and 4. The melody continues. Unstoppable. Like her hips.] [VERSE 1 — female voice, Janis style: low, husky, half-sung, half-spoken, like a secret she is shouting without raising her voice] They came here to dance. They came here to hide. They came here to feel something alive inside. But I am already alive. My blood is fire. Watch my hips. Watch my thighs. Watch me burn — watch me rise. [CHORUS — the SAME MELODY. But bigger. Bass deeper. Pad wider. Voice higher — but not sweet. Raw. Like Janis at her peak. She is not singing to you. She is singing to the lights. To the ceiling. To the god of the dancefloor.] I dance alone — but everyone sees. My body is speaking a language of please. Lust in my fingers. Sin in my knees. I am the queen of the dancefloor. Breathe. Just breathe. [POST-CHORUS — 8 bars — the melody on piano or warm synth. No voice. Beat continues. The dancefloor watches. No one moves. They are waiting for her. She knows.] [VERSE 2 — voice lower, more dangerous. Like whiskey on a hot night. Like a woman who has been watched her whole life — and finally decided to enjoy it.] They grab their drinks. They hold their breath. I move like a lover — but I am not theirs yet. My hands trace a map of a country I own. You can look. You can want. But I dance alone. [CHORUS — same melody. Bigger. The room is silent except for the beat. Everyone watches. No one dances. Because she took all the dance. All the fire. All the sweat. She is not selfish. She is just — honest.] I dance alone — but everyone sees. My body is speaking a language of please. Lust in my fingers. Sin in my knees. I am the queen of the dancefloor. Breathe. Just breathe. [BREAK — 8 bars — beat drops to bass and kick only. Melody continues — soft piano. Voice speaks, not sings — intimate, like she is talking to herself in the mirror after the club closes.] They think I dance for them. That's cute. I dance for the ghost of my younger self. She never knew her body was a revolution. She never knew she would become — this. (Pause. The beat returns. Slowly. Like a heartbeat waking up.) [FINAL CHORUS — biggest. Voice raw. Janis at full power. Not screaming — confessing. The melody holds her. The bass holds the room. Everyone is still. She is moving. She is the only one who exists right now.] I dance alone — but everyone sees. My body is speaking a language of please. Lust in my fingers. Sin in my knees. I am the queen of the dancefloor. Breathe. Just breathe. [OUTRO — beat continues 16 bars. Melody repeats on piano. Then — beat drops out. Only bass and melody. Then — bass fades. Only melody. Then — voice — just a whisper — almost blowing out the lights.] (whisper, smiling) "Same time tomorrow... I'll be here. Dancing. Waiting. Watching you watch me." (Silence. The last note of the melody hangs in the air. Then — gone.) [END]
