Make Room (City Groove Version)

Uh-oh...

Here she comes.

Better hide your boyfriend.

Better hide your dancefloor.

I walk in smooth

Like I own the place

Got that bassline smile

Painted on my face

No invitation

No VIP

The groove keeps calling

Calling me

One step forward

Two steps back

Then I hit that move

And the room goes black

Not from darkness

Not from fear

Everybody staring over here

I don't need magic

I don't need luck

Just give me drums

And a little bit of funk

MAKE SOME ROOM!

MAKE SOME ROOM!

I'm coming through

With my dancing shoes

MAKE SOME ROOM!

MAKE SOME ROOM!

If you came to groove

Then move, move, move

MAKE SOME ROOM!

MAKE SOME ROOM!

Turn that bassline loose

MAKE SOME ROOM!

MAKE SOME ROOM!

Tonight we got nothing to lose

Move over baby

Give me some space

This funky rhythm

Needs a bigger place

Girls in the corner

Start to scream

The drummer's cooking

Like a machine

Moog bass rolling

Low and mean

Cleanest groove

You've ever seen

Bartender dancing

Security too

Nobody's working

When the groove comes through

The whole block shaking

Window to wall

One more beat

And we're losing it all

I don't need magic

I don't need luck

Just give me drums

And a little bit of funk

MAKE SOME ROOM!

MAKE SOME ROOM!

I'm coming through

With my dancing shoes

MAKE SOME ROOM!

MAKE SOME ROOM!

If you came to groove

Then move, move, move

MAKE SOME ROOM!

MAKE SOME ROOM!

Turn that bassline loose

MAKE SOME ROOM!

MAKE SOME ROOM!

Tonight we got nothing to lose

No drama

No stress

No sitting down

No mess