Bobetta

[BOBETTA] [Intro :: near-silence, single spy-synth pulse, mono, long gaps, vocal fully exposed, slight timing instability] I met her in a go-go cage in 1969 Bobetta on the dossier duly listed She said she worked for British Intelligence — I said that's fine I underline Bobetta like it's classified She had a gadget in her handbag smoke machine in her shoe Bobetta got clearance signed and filed She looked me dead in the eyes and said "Baby, I'm the groove" I stare at Bobetta like I shouldn't interrupt it BOBETTA BOBETTA! [First Disturbance :: add kick on 1, muted spy brass stabs, keep space, vocal forward with subtle pitch tension, synth entering low] I feel something still controlled Bobetta in the system clean and cold She stole the Mojo from the vault at half past ten Bobetta in the hallway Bobetta in the light Put it back on accident and then she stole it again I watch how Bobetta walks like she invented the night Dr. Evil tried to stop her she just laughed and said "One million dollars? Baby, I want two instead" Bobetta put the gadget in my palm I don't speak back I just follow along BOBETTA BOBETTA BOBETTA!!! [Fixation :: stop–start groove, slight width, sharper consonants, controlled agitation, synth pulse tightening] I feel something not resolved Bobetta in the frame I stay involved I map every gesture like a code I can't solve Bobetta in the margin Bobetta in the thread I reread Bobetta before I reread what I said And I don't know how she does it She walks into every room like the room was built for her Everything standard nothing extreme But Bobetta stays active inside the scene And I don't know where she's going But I've been following that leopard print blur Bobetta is a fact I can't subtract [Wub Drop :: FIRST CHORUS — full synth swell, wide stereo, anthemic, emotional peak] Bobetta — yeah baby, yeah baby She makes me feel things I can't explain Bobetta — oh behave, oh behave But she never does and I love it anyway She's shagadelic she's out of control She stole my heart and my briefcase and my soul Bobetta — yeah baby She's groovy and she's dangerous and she knows [Semantic Drift :: introduce controlled saturation, build underneath, maintain clarity, groove warping] Same name forward same name reversed Small word shagadelic something worse Bobetta in the theorem Bobetta in the proof She walked into the villain's lair in platforms and a wink I trust Bobetta more than the visible truth She ordered a martini took a sip and said "needs a drink" Bobetta missed the briefing and the weather changed The Fembots tried to stop her she recruited three Bobetta stood still and the air rearranged She's running her own operation now and charging a fee I feel something — pattern confirmed Bobetta in the structure tightly formed [Second Chorus :: slightly wider, more layered, vocal more strained, building toward mythology] Bobetta — yeah baby, yeah baby She makes me feel things I can't explain Bobetta — oh behave, OH BEHAVE But she never does and I love it anyway She's shagadelic she's out of control She stole the Mojo stole the show stole my soul Bobetta — yeah baby She's groovy and she's dangerous and she KNOWS [Interlude :: deeper drop, wider field, vocal alternates chant/burst, still intelligible, spy groove collapsing into something ancient] Bobetta wants the Mojo standard case Bobetta shaped time and folded space Number Two sent the report — headquarters went pale Bobetta wore leopard print neutral tone "She reverse-pickpocketed us — we have more mail" Bobetta predates the backbone of bone Bobetta filed the paperwork clean and fast Mini-Me tried to follow her from London to the moon Bobetta installed the future into the past She patted him on the head and said "I'll see you soon" Bobetta is trivial and terminal Bobetta is shagadelic and infernal [Bridge Drop :: drops to heartbeat pulse only, intimate and raw, building underneath] She left a note that said "Oh behave" But signed it "I never do" And honestly I get it I'd follow her to 1962 Yeah baby… yeah baby… yeah baby… (BOBETTA!) [False Resolution :: hard mute, narrow mono, calm but unstable, sparse synth exhale, spoken like a debriefing report] It's handled just a name nothing there all contained She was never caught The Mojo was recovered — mostly Dr. Evil filed a complaint Nobody read it Normal cadence stable floor no distortion nothing more Bobetta was last seen in Monte Carlo She looked — [BOBETTA] [Relapse :: instant re-entry, sharp spy brass transient, drop fragment, brief peak, vocal crack] Bobetta. BOBETTA BOBETTA BOBETTA — Yeah baby.