Groove in the City Lights 🎶

City hummin' low, horns wailin' through the smoke,
Leather jackets flashin', got that funky poke.
Street corner schemin', eyes lock in the crowd,
Your smile's a hook, pullin' me down loud.
Bass drum kickin' like a heartbeat on fire,
We slide through the chaos, takin' it higher.

Get down, get down, in this urban funk storm!
Twist and shout, let the rhythm reform.
Snap those fingers, slide across the floor,
We're kings and queens of the midnight core!
Oh, groove in the city lights – feel the heat, feel the bite!
Funk's our weapon, own the night!

Alleys echo with laughter, neon drippin' red,
Your hand in mine, no words left unsaid.
Forget the hustle, the grind of the day,
Just this beat callin', leadin' the way.
Saxophone cryin', guitar slappin' the strings,
We're chasin' the vibe, spreadin' our wings.

Get down, get down, in this urban funk storm!
Twist and shout, let the rhythm reform.
Snap those fingers, slide across the floor,
We're kings and queens of the midnight core!
Oh, groove in the city lights – feel the heat, feel the bite!
Funk's our weapon, own the night!

Hit the brakes, then accelerate the soul,
Layer on the wah-wah, lose all control.
No fakin' this feel, it's raw and it's real,
Crowd's on their feet, spinnin' the wheel!

Get down... (echo: down, down, down)
Groove in the lights... (echo: lights, lights, lights)
Own the night forever in this funky flight!
Get down... yeah!