Hey, y'all take it.
Oh.
Y'all stick it.
Oh.
And now I'm making no sound for myself, y'all
Y'all like, man?
Oh.
And let's do it.
So now, oh.
Oh.
Oh.
Oh.
Oh.
Oh.
Oh.
Oh.
Oh.
My phone was cursed.
Email spinning circles.
Man, it felt rehearsed.
Password too short, then it's way too long.
Almost wrote a breakup song.
Refresh, refresh.
Don't lose hope.
Almost threw my Wi-Fi out the window.
Nope.
Then suddenly, boom.
Like I just committed a digit to win (or: Like I just committed, digging to win)
Patience, patience.
That's what they said.
Ah, now my van is live instead (or: Ah, now my vibe is live instead)
From [unclear] to [unclear] Stage, watch me turn the page
I posted it on Dalla Dalla.
Now there's no turning back.
Live on Friday night.
We're bringing the groove so tight.
Hey, old school.
Make it so fat that you don't hear this in the lab (or similar)
Come dance.
Don't just roll.
Let the rhythm take control.
Hey.
Yeah.
Hey.
Friends on guitar, wife on the mic.
Slap that bass.
Make it talk.
Make the [city name] rock
You've had a [unclear] every week
But this funk is bold and sleek.
Why, why crying?
Drums so mean.
Sweaty dance floor scene.
From logging stress to funky success.
Now the night's gonna blast.
If you're bored at home, don't nap.
Follow the groove on Dalla Dalla.
Dalla Dalla.
I posted it on Dalla Dalla.
Now there's no turning back.
Live on Friday night.
We're bringing the groove so tight.
Old school.
Make so fat that you don't hear this in the lab.
Come dance.
Don't just roll.
Let the rhythm take control.
If you see us, shake your hips.
No stiff moves, just funky trips.
The city needs a little snap.
So thank you.
Dalla Dalla.
Snap, get funky.
On Dalla Dalla.
That's a funky fact.
Friday night.
Don't be late.
Funk is knocking at the gate.
Old school soul.
Brand new spark.
We're lighting up the night.
See ya.
Bring your crew to life.
Funk is coming through.
Yeah.
Ha!
Hey, hey, hey.
Hey, hey, hey.
Hey, hey, hey.
Ha!
Hey, y'all take it.
Oh.
Y'all stick it.
Oh.
And now I'm making no sound for myself, y'all
Y'all like, man?
Oh.
And let's do it.
So now, oh.
Oh.
Oh.
Oh.
Oh.
Oh.
Oh.
Oh.
Oh.
My phone was cursed.
Email spinning circles.
Man, it felt rehearsed.
Password too short, then it's way too long.
Almost wrote a breakup song.
Refresh, refresh.
Don't lose hope.
Almost threw my Wi-Fi out the window.
Nope.
Then suddenly, boom.
Like I just committed a digit to win (or: Like I just committed, digging to win)
Patience, patience.
That's what they said.
Ah, now my van is live instead (or: Ah, now my vibe is live instead)
From [unclear] to [unclear] Stage, watch me turn the page
I posted it on Dalla Dalla.
Now there's no turning back.
Live on Friday night.
We're bringing the groove so tight.
Hey, old school.
Make it so fat that you don't hear this in the lab (or similar)
Come dance.
Don't just roll.
Let the rhythm take control.
Hey.
Yeah.
Hey.
Friends on guitar, wife on the mic.
Slap that bass.
Make it talk.
Make the [city name] rock
You've had a [unclear] every week
But this funk is bold and sleek.
Why, why crying?
Drums so mean.
Sweaty dance floor scene.
From logging stress to funky success.
Now the night's gonna blast.
If you're bored at home, don't nap.
Follow the groove on Dalla Dalla.
Dalla Dalla.
I posted it on Dalla Dalla.
Now there's no turning back.
Live on Friday night.
We're bringing the groove so tight.
Old school.
Make so fat that you don't hear this in the lab.
Come dance.
Don't just roll.
Let the rhythm take control.
If you see us, shake your hips.
No stiff moves, just funky trips.
The city needs a little snap.
So thank you.
Dalla Dalla.
Snap, get funky.
On Dalla Dalla.
That's a funky fact.
Friday night.
Don't be late.
Funk is knocking at the gate.
Old school soul.
Brand new spark.
We're lighting up the night.
See ya.
Bring your crew to life.
Funk is coming through.
Yeah.
Ha!
Hey, hey, hey.
Hey, hey, hey.
Hey, hey, hey.
Ha!