| I stepped into the spotlight, kinda uptight
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| I don’t really like the spotlight
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| I was just there cause my main Guy asked me to stop by
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| To celebrate the union of he and his wife
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| I was like «fine»
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| Wasn’t really trying to leave him high and dry
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| But I was only there to say «Hi» and «Bye»
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| Wasn’t really trying to hang around all night
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| Bye and Bye, pretty young thing went and caught my eye
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| They opened up wide
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| My oh my! |
| This chick is just about as fly as I am
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| One of a kind, shorty look dime
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| 5 plus 5, 1 plus 9
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| Chilling in the cut like iodine
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| I rose up right, shimmied by her side
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| Started talking that jive (Hello)
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| «Hi, I’m Sandy»
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| «You're fine, we can be fine and Sandy»
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| «That'll be fine and dandy»
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| «I really can’t stand it to see you standing»
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| «We should be dancing, that’d really be outstanding»
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| She looked me in the eye
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| And said «chill, loco, what I look like?»
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| «Some old, silly, old video ho»
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| «Like I’m here to dance with any Joe Schmoe»
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| «Make me touch my toes? |
| Oh noooo!»
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| «I don’t dance to this garbage»
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| «This shit is retarded»
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| «You better beg pardon, pronto»
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| «Adios muchacho, unless you dance mambo»
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| Now, I don’t really know how the mambo go
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| I don’t know if you mambo fast
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| If you mambo slow, if you mambo both
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| Shorty looked fine though
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| I was trying to, kick it like Tae Kwon Do
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| So I said, «hell yeah, I can mambo, miss»
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| «I am very head honcho-ish»
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| Now of course I’m just talking shit
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| Why she gonna call my bluff?
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| This DJ playing all that Sambo stuff
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| He ain’t gonna play no mambo cuts
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| At that point the shit just got bugged
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| Shorty threw her fingers up, snapped them once
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| Out of nowhere, some dudes just rolled up
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| One had a trombone, the other had drums! |
| (Fuck)
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| This point, I got scared
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| Homegirl obviously came prepared
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| I thought the bouncers might spring into action
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| They ain’t do jack shit, they just stared
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| The DJ made an announcement:
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| «Everybody clear the dance floor please»
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| «We got a special visit from the Mambo Queen»
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| «And she about to show you how to mambo pro-per-ly»
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| Then a spotlight shined and it landed on her and I
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| I wished that I could run and hide
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| Instant-ly, my hands got clammy, my mouth got dry
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| Put in a bind because of my little white lie
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| I was feeling contrite
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| But I am not the type of guy to take flight
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| When the stakes get high
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| Said «I might as well try» (Might as well give it a shot)
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| A dude start playing the congas
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| Another dude starts strumming the bass
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| A chick starts shaking maracas
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| The crowd went bonkers
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| Apparently, the band was quite popular
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| It’d be improper and I’d be remiss
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| If I ain’t point out the fact
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| That when the dude played the sax
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| It went a little something like this:
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| (I was a little nervous but I said:)
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| («You know what? Just dig inside yourself»)
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| («And find what type of mambo, you got in your spirit, in your soul»)
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| Broke from out my B-Boy stance and I extended my hand
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| And she grabbed it
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| Then we started moving side to side
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| Kind of synchronized
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| Like we planned it
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| Then I started putting it down
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| I started spinning her around real rapid
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| Then I threw her up in the sky
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| They thought I threw her too high
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| But then I caught her in stride when she landed
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| It was fantastic
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| I was going in hard like the race car dude
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| From «Dancing With The Stars»
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| No bullshit, went into a backflip
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| Landed in a full split
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| The crowd broke out in applause
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| I was just a natural
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| Me and homegirl got a standing O
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| They cried for an encore more than once
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| But we had to run back to her place
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| She gave me the buns… The End |