[Intro - Both, sung, swung guitar pickup] Boots in the bassline. It's our step now. [Verse 1 - Male solo, nimble Southern rap] You tap your toe against my boot, then back up with a grin. I bring that heel-drag you like; you throw a shoulder in. I lift your hand to spin you; you turn the other way. We get our arms all tangled. You're laughing, "You okay?" I say, "I meant to do that." You're shaking your head, "Sure." You duck beneath my elbow, scuff a half-moon in the dirt. We miss a step, then laugh it off and catch the other side. You try that little stumble twice; I fall right back in line. [Pre-Chorus - Female solo, sung] Don't go trying to fix it. I was having fun. Bring that little stumble back— Yeah, that's the one. [Chorus - Both, sung] Boots in the bassline, Do that again. We took a wrong turn And made it a dance. Your left, my right, All turned around— Whatever that was, It's our step now. [Verse 2 - Female solo, playful Southern rap] I throw a little shoulder in, give that turn some style; Get my hair across my mouth and lose it for a while. You're trying not to laugh at me; baby, let it loose. I point at you: "Come on, now. I've seen your best move." You give me that crooked heel-drag, a little extra knee; I try it right beside you till you're laughing back at me. That little sideways stumble? I do it on purpose now. You see it coming, match me, and we never have to count. [Pre-Chorus - Male solo, sung] Now you're doing my move, And I'm doing yours. We started out all tangled— Let's tangle up some more. [Chorus - Both, sung] Boots in the bassline, Do that again. We took a wrong turn And made it a dance. Your left, my right, All turned around— Whatever that was, It's our step now. [Instrumental - 16 bars] [The bent slide-guitar hook trades with springy bass. Let the second answer change shape; leave short gaps the dancers could answer. Keep the swung country-funk pocket and clear hip-hop snare.] [Verse 3A - Male solo, Southern rap] The drummer drops it down; I let my boots go still. You give me one small shoulder roll; I answer with a heel. I hold that pause one heartbeat, let you wonder what I'll do, Then fake the turn that tangled us and send it back to you. [Verse 3B - Female solo, Southern rap] I know that look you're giving me; I know what's coming next. I duck before you raise your arm. You haven't moved it yet. You shake your head, start laughing; I can barely make the turn. We got that little wrong step right without a single word. [Bridge - Female solo, spoken-rhythmic, drums thin] Was that the right one? [Bridge - Male solo, sung answer] Not even close. [Bridge - Female solo, sung] Want to try it again? [Bridge - Male solo, sung answer] Baby, you know. [Bridge - Both, sung, building] Don't fix it. Do it just like that. [Final Chorus - Both, full sung harmony] Boots in the bassline, Do that again. We took a wrong turn And made it a dance. Your left, my right, All turned around— Whatever that was, It's our step now. [Post-Chorus - Both, sung] Boots in the bassline. It's our step now. [Outro - Female solo, smiling sung] You meant to do that? [Outro - Male solo, sung answer] Well, I do now. [Ending - 4 bars, one slide-guitar answer and a clean band stop]
