[Instrumental Intro: Smooth Funk Guitar, Walking Bassline, Light Drum Groove, Soft Sax Hooks]
(Shout!)
Whereabouts…
(Shout!)
Whereabouts…
[Verse 1]
Streets are buzzing, neon glow
Every corner’s in the know
Every shadow looks like her
Every face becomes a blur
Asked the bartender, asked the band
Nobody seems to understand
Where she went or where she hides
Like she vanished into night
[Pre-Chorus]
Every clue just slips away
Like smoke that won’t obey
I’m tracing echoes in the crowd
But nothing’s turning loud
[Chorus]
Tryin’ to find her whereabouts
(’cause I have my doubts)
Is she downtown…
Gettin’ down
(Down, down, down)
Did I miss my chance
For a dance?
(Lookin’ round n’ round)
Tryin’ every avenue
Every place I thought we knew
But the rhythm’s breaking out
Of her whereabouts
[Instrumental Break: Sax Solo, Funk Guitar Riffs]
[Verse 2]
Club lights flicker, floor is packed
Every move a heart attack
Every laugh could be her voice
But I never get the choice
Taxi horns and crowded bars
Reflections in a thousand cars
Every second slips behind
Like she’s dancing out of time
[Pre-Chorus]
Every step I take just bends
Every lead just quickly ends
Like she’s always half a mile
Out of reach behind a smile
[Chorus]
Tryin’ to find her whereabouts
(’cause I have my doubts)
Is she downtown…
Gettin’ down
(Down, down, down)
Did I miss my chance
For a dance?
(Lookin’ round n’ round)
Every street I turn around
Just another empty sound
Still I hear her fading out
Of her whereabouts
[Bridge]
Maybe she was never there
Just a whisper in the air
Or maybe I just moved too slow
And let the moment go
Either way, I can’t tell
If I lost her or myself
All I know is I keep on
Searching after she is gone
[Breakdown: Minimal Groove, Echoed Vocal]
Whereabouts…
She slipped away…
Whereabouts…
What can I say…
[Final Chorus]
Tryin’ to find her whereabouts
(’cause I have my doubts)
Is she downtown…
Gettin’ down
(Down, down, down)
Did I miss my chance
For a dance?
(Lookin’ round n’ round)
Now I’m lost inside the sound
Of a love I never found
Still I call it all about
(Her whereabouts)
[Outro: Sax fades, bass groove slows]
Whereabouts…
No trace now…
Whereabouts…
She’s gone somehow…
(Shout!)
Whereabouts…
(Shout!)
Whereabouts…
From the album “Popped“