Lyric

Café lights, oh, they're glowing bright

In the speakeasy, where jazz takes flight

Shuffle dancers on wooden floors

Swingin' to the beat behind those doors

Madame Zaza, with her purple plume

Swirls her cocktail, smells of perfume

Monsieur Bop, in his striped cravat

Tipping his hat with a cheeky chat

Oh, we’re spinning in quirky nights

Beneath the chandeliers and neon lights

Where the past and future meld just right

In this electro swing delight

Jazzy Joe on the ivory keys

Mixing magic, melodies with ease

Snappy snare and a brassy blow

Rhythms pouring like fine Bordeaux

Step right up, take a twirl or two

Let the music whisk you through

Past the mundane, into the surreal

Every beat, a whimsical reel

Lady Luck in her golden gown

Hand in hand with the circus clown

Join the throng of the night parade

In this wondrous, odd charade

Oh, we’re spinning in quirky nights

Beneath the chandeliers and neon lights

Where the past and future meld just right

In this electro swing delight

Jazzy Joe on the ivory keys

Mixing magic, melodies with ease

Snappy snare and a brassy blow

Rhythms pouring like fine Bordeaux

Step right up, take a twirl or two

Let the music whisk you through

Past the mundane, into the surreal

Every beat, a whimsical reel

Lady Luck in her golden gown

Hand in hand with the circus clown

Join the throng of the night parade

In this wondrous, odd charade

Oh, we’re spinning in quirky nights

Beneath the chandeliers and neon lights

Where the past and future meld just right

In this electro swing delight

Oh, we’re spinning in quirky nights

Beneath the chandeliers and neon lights

Where the past and future meld just right

In this electro swing delight