[Verse] Sunâs nodding through the cracked old gym, Dust dancing just like itâs on a whim. Sneakers slide, a groove begins, Weâre turning Monday blues into samba spins. [Pre-Chorus] Bells ring out, the rhythmâs got a sway, Hands clap light, weâre chasing clouds away. [Chorus] Come and move with me, feel the samba-funk heat, In this dusty old gym, where the day and night meet. Let the beat take control, let your heart be the drum, Weâre dancing through the sun, yeah, weâre dancing just for fun. [Verse] Echoes bounce off worn-out walls, Lazy smiles break through the slow calls. Strings hum soft, the bass kicks clear, Weâre spinning stories only dancers hear. [Pre-Chorus] Bells ring out, the rhythmâs got a sway, Hands clap light, weâre chasing clouds away. [Chorus] Come and move with me, feel the samba-funk heat, In this dusty old gym, where the day and night meet. Let the beat take control, let your heart be the drum, Weâre dancing through the sun, yeah, weâre dancing just for fun. [Bridge] Step by step, we make the floor alive, Every note a spark, every smile a high-five. No rush, no fuss, just the sound and the groove, In this samba-funk sway, weâve got nothing to prove. [Chorus] Come and move with me, feel the samba-funk heat, In this dusty old gym, where the day and night meet. Let the beat take control, let your heart be the drum, Weâre dancing through the sun, yeah, weâre dancing just for fun. [Outro] Dust settles slow, but the rhythm stays, In our samba-funk world, in a sunlit haze.