Style: [70s cinematic funk – gritty, groovy, bold and stylish, with rhythmic vocal phrasing, wah-wah guitar, brass hits, soulful delivery, and a confident streetwise swagger] [Intro – Funk Guitar Riff + Horn Stabs + Talkbox Ad-Libs] [Electric bass groove kicks in, drums snap with hi-hat shuffle] [Spoken:] "He don’t run — he slides. He don’t fight — he vibes. And he never… ever… apologizeys." [Verse 1 – Male Vocal, Rhythmic Flow Over Funk Groove] Slick shoes, silk tie, pocket full of tricks Rollin’ down the avenue, hand on the fix Cold eyes, warm heart, cool like flame You know the man — but you don’t know his name Midnight rider with a velvet touch Talkin’ low, but he says so much He don't knock — he kicks the door He’s been here before… and now he’s back for more [Chorus – Soulful Call-and-Response with Horns + Female Backing Vocals] [Lead:] Cool like fire, smooth like sin Walkin’ through trouble with a sideways grin [Backing:] Oooooh, he's cool like fire... [Lead:] Burnin’ slow, but he always wins You can’t catch a ghost in a tailor’s skin [Verse 2 – New Groove, Funky Electric Piano + Guitar Chops] Every cop on the block got his number wrong He’s not a crook — he just don’t belong He don’t preach, he just moves fast What you call future, he calls past Dames get dizzy when he walks on by Even angels stop to sigh He don’t dance — he just makes the beat Shoes so clean, he don’t touch the street [Chorus – Bigger Band Hit, Female Backing “Yeah!”s] [Lead:] Cool like fire, dark like wine Talkin’ in rhythm, walkin’ the line [Backing:] Yeah! Yeah! [Lead:] Got the game on lock and the keys in hand He don’t need luck — he got the plan [Bridge – Breakbeat Groove + Talkbox Interlude] [Tight drum break, clavinet riff, sax solo stabs] (Talkbox/Spoken Interlude): "He don’t run… he glides." "He don’t hide… he shines." "They tried to take him down — but baby, you can’t catch cool." [Final Chorus – Call-and-Response + Horns Soaring + Choir Backing] [Lead:] Cool like fire, slick as fate Never too early, never too late [Backing Choir:] Ohhhh, he's cool like fire [Lead:] Lights the dark with a silent flame You can’t touch heat when it don’t got a name [Outro – Repeated Funk Riff, Slow Fade with Ad-Libs + Horn Stabs] [Ad-libbed lines over fade:] "Too hot to hold… too smooth to fold…" "Say his name — but whisper it slow…" [Talkbox:] “Fiiire…”
