Saw you walking up with that smile so wide,
Tryna hit me with that “let’s go outside.”
Baby, I’m chillin’, sippin’ lemonade,
Ain’t tryna get caught in your silly charade.
You’re cool, you’re smooth, yeah, I see your game,
But I’m not the one, won’t play that frame.
Step back, relax, don’t take it hard,
I’m just here for the groove and the brass guitar.
[Chorus] (catchy, call & response)
(Male): “You wanna dance?”
(Female): “Nah nah nah!”
(Male): “Buy you a drink?”
(Female): “Nah nah nah!”
(Together): No chance, baby, that’s how it goes,
I’m just here for the beat and the funky shows.
[Verse 2]
You think you’re slick in that vintage coat,
Droppin’ smooth lines like a love note.
But my heart’s on break, my vibe’s on fire,
And your pick-up game just ain’t my style.
Spin around, clap your hands, feel the bass,
This party’s lit, it’s my happy place.
No heartbreak drama, no chasing game,
Just a whole lotta groove and a funky flame.
[Chorus]
(Male): “You wanna dance?”
(Female): “Nah nah nah!”
(Male): “Buy you a drink?”
(Female): “Nah nah nah!”
(Together): No chance, baby, that’s how it goes,
I’m just here for the beat and the funky shows.
[Bridge] (jazzy brass break with spoken lines)
“Trumpet hit it!”
“Bass, give it to ‘em!”
“Oh yeah, that’s the vibe…”
“No chance, baby, but thanks for the try!”
[Outro]
Step to the left, step to the right,
Groove all day, we groove all night.
No chance, no chance, but keep that smile,
We’ll funk it up for a little while.
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