Dialed up a stranger at a quarter past loud
Meant to call my baby, got the whole dang crowd
But the voice on the line had a heck of a groove
So I stayed on the call and I started to move
Wrong number, right rhythm tonight
Misdialed the funk but it's working out right
No apology coming, gonna let it ring
Wrong number, baby, but the right kinda thing
Area code unknown but the bassline's clear
Static on the verse turns to music in my ear
Hang up? Never, when it sounds this sweet
A crossed wire's a blessing if it lands on the beat
Wrong number, right rhythm tonight
Misdialed the funk but it's working out right
No apology coming, gonna let it ring
Wrong number, baby, but the right kinda thing
Three missed calls from a reasonable life
Voicemail full of advice and strife
But the groove on the line keeps me holding on
Press one for the funk and the worry's gone
Beep, leave a message in a clavinet tone
Beep, I'll call you back when the chorus is grown
Operator, please, don't connect me to the truth
I'd rather stay lost in this funk-filled booth
Wrong number, right rhythm tonight
Misdialed the funk but it's working out right
Hung up on the world, gonna let it ring
Wrong number, baby, but the right kinda thing
Wrong number, right rhythm tonight
Crossed every wire but it's working out right
Off the hook forever, gonna let it ring
Wrong number, baby, but the right kinda thing