Takes
Lyrics
[verse]
Listen to the congas calling out my name
Every single drum beat lighting up the flame
I don't need a reason, don't need to explain
The rhythm's got a hold and I can't complain
[chorus]
Flip the groove around, flip the groove around
Let the congas carry me off the ground
Flip the groove around, flip the groove around
It's the only language that makes a sound
[verse]
The bassline's talking, the horns reply
Every single body's moving side to side
Nobody's watching, nobody's keeping score
We just came to move and ask for more
[chorus]
Flip the groove around, flip the groove around
Let the congas carry me off the ground
Flip the groove around, flip the groove around
It's the only language that makes a sound
[bridge]
Feel it in your shoulders, feel it in your feet
Let the drummer take you where you need to be
Nothing but the rhythm, nothing but the beat
Nothing in this whole wide world but you and me
[chorus]
Flip the groove around, flip the groove around
Let the congas carry me off the ground
Flip the groove around, flip the groove around
It's the only language that makes a sound
Model notes (creation log)
## Metadata
**Caption:** disco funk, congas, danceable groove, festive, 1976, 112 bpm, female vocal
**BPM:** 120
**Duration:** 177.0s
**Key:** G minor
**Time Signature:** 4

## Lyrics
[verse]
Listen to the congas calling out my name
Every single drum beat lighting up the flame
I don't need a reason, don't need to explain
The rhythm's got a hold and I can't complain

[chorus]
Flip the groove around, flip the groove around
Let the congas carry me off the ground
Flip the groove around, flip the groove around
It's the only language that makes a sound

[verse]
The bassline's talking, the horns reply
Every single body's moving side to side
Nobody's watching, nobody's keeping score
We just came to move and ask for more

[chorus]
Flip the groove around, flip the groove around
Let the congas carry me off the ground
Flip the groove around, flip the groove around
It's the only language that makes a sound

[bridge]
Feel it in your shoulders, feel it in your feet
Let the drummer take you where you need to be
Nothing but the rhythm, nothing but the beat
Nothing in this whole wide world but you and me

[chorus]
Flip the groove around, flip the groove around
Let the congas carry me off the ground
Flip the groove around, flip the groove around
It's the only language that makes a sound