🎶 “Don’t Step on My Rhythm” 🎶

Lyrics

Verse 1 I samba through the doorway, feathers in my hair, Got sunshine in my footsteps and a whole lotta flair. You tried to match my sparkle, honey, bless your heart, But rhythm isn’t something you simply pull apart! I shake it to the left, I shake it to the right, The band starts cooking and I’m serving every night. The crowd says, “Who’s that?” and I toss a little grin, If confidence were dancing, I’d already win. Pre-Chorus Snap, clap, watch me spin, If you’re keeping score, I’m ahead again. Chorus Don’t step on my rhythm, don’t trip on my shine, I tango with trouble and I make it look fine. Flamenco fire crackling from my heel to my nose, Got attitude in every pose. Samba, tango, flamenco too, The dance floor knows exactly what to do. When I strut through the spotlight, everybody knows— I’m the whole parade, not just the clothes! Olé! Spin around! Shake the city, shake the ground. Sassy from my head to my dancing shoes— And rhythm this good simply cannot lose Samba, tango, flamenco Samba, tango, flamenco Verse 2 Now the tango enters, dressed in black and red, A little bit of danger and a whole lot unsaid. One glance across the ballroom, one dramatic pause, We’re breaking every rule and rewriting all the laws. Then flamenco stomps in with a fan and a flare, Saying, “Move aside, darling, I’m the drama here.” Click-clack, heel attack, thunder on the floor, Every time I finish, they just beg for more. Bridge A little salsa spice, a little cha-cha tease, A waltz for three seconds—then back to what I please. The rumba whispers sweetly, “Take your time tonight,” But I’m too busy dazzling underneath the lights. Final Chorus Don’t step on my rhythm, don’t dull my glow, I lead the whole orchestra wherever I go. Flamenco sparks flying, tango stealing the scene, Samba keeps it sunny and impossibly clean. Samba, tango, flamenco crew, Every dance is fabulous, but I’m fabulous too. So if you wanna join me, keep up if you can— The dance floor’s my kingdom, and I’m running the band! Outro Olé! Spin around! Shake the city, shake the ground. Sassy from my head to my dancing shoes— And rhythm this good simply cannot lose Samba, tango, flamenco Samba, tango, flamenco Samba, tango, flamenco Samba, tango, flamenco Samba Tango Flaaaaameencooooo