[Intro – DJ Vince (spoken):]
Yeah... it’s your boy Vince on the decks…
Live from Goose Loonies...
Tracy, this one’s for you...
Even though I gotta run after dairy — you still run with me...
[Verse 1]
She walked in slow, shooter tray in hand
Knockin’ 'em back like she had a plan
Fireball, tequila, smooth like silk
I fell hard, even harder than I fall for milk
I was spinnin’ tracks, she caught my eye
Mixin’ Boyz II Men with Ginuwine
She said, “You that DJ who drops the beat?”
I said, “Only thing I drop faster is when I eat cheese.”
[Pre-Chorus]
Told her I was cursed by the dairy gods
Lactose makes me sprint like I’m dodgin’ the cops
But she laughed, said “Baby, you’re my kinda mess,”
Even when you’re sweatin’ in that green Eagles vest
[Chorus]
She got love for the DJ, vibes on repeat
Even when my stomach’s got me sprintin’ off beat
Tracy, girl, you're my melody
At Goose Loonies, you're the song in me
No diggity, no doubt — she ride or die
Even when I’m blowin’ up the men's room by surprise
She still got love, no shame, no fear
For a man with beats… and explosive rear
[Verse 2]
We’d slow dance when the crowd got thin
Whispers in my ear over sub-bass spin
I’d play her “Poison,” she'd blow a kiss
Even though I’d have to bolt mid-song to... you know... miss
She said, “You love the Eagles, I love the Pats,”
But she wore my hoodie, and I dealt with that
She stayed when I lost to a queso bet
Love so strong, it survived the threat
[Pre-Chorus]
So I gave her my heart, and half a Beano
Swore I’d never leave — unless dairy says go
But she holds me close, with that ride-or-die grin
Even when I’m sweatin’ through my Eagles windbreaker again
[Chorus]
She got love for the DJ, vibes on repeat
Even when my stomach’s got me sprintin’ off beat
Tracy, girl, you're my melody
At Goose Loonies, you're the song in me
No diggity, no doubt — she ride or die
Even when I’m blowin’ up the men's room by surprise
She still got love, no shame, no fear
For a man with beats… and explosive rear
[Bridge – Tracy (spoken):]
I don’t care about his bathroom breaks...
Or his questionable taste in football teams...
That man makes me feel like a Friday night anthem.
[Breakdown – Vince]
She loves my spins, she loves my stank
Even when the bathroom’s outta TP, she got my flank
Goose Loonies, we write our song
Shooter girl and DJ — can’t go wrong
[Final Chorus – Both]
She got love for the DJ, vibes on repeat
Even when my stomach’s got me sprintin’ off beat
Tracy, girl, you're my melody
At Goose Loonies, you're the song in me
No diggity, no doubt — she ride or die
Even when I’m blowin’ up the men's room by surprise
She still got love, no shame, no fear
For a man with beats… and explosive rear
[Outro – DJ Echo Scratch]
No diggity…
Goose Loonies love, baby…
(Lactose can’t stop this vibe...)
No doubt
