Play that beat
I feel the tempo and rhythm circulating through my feet
Your choice of music has me in a trance
Madam, do you care to dance?
How about that, everyone is on the dance floor?
That music is on the money
I am being scoped by a honey
Yeah, a slick and sleek
But tonight, I am dressed neat
My pinstripe suit is following the beat
My dancing partner kissed me on the cheek, how sweet
What matters most I won’t boast
Yet, I have seen that music man coast to coast
Music man, keeping the entertainment going
This is my happy hour, I am the Duracell, and everyone on the dance floor can tell.