Jazzy House
In the chilled embrace of house jazz, a living room playlist sweeps between speakers/
“Love to love you, baby,” the melody repeats/ whispers of love on a morning breeze as the samba beat rises/
voices echo softly, as the day heats up to a samba song/
we make love in the summer heat with no retreat/
an underground voice box sounds out to the house dancin' crowd/
twisting, turning, spinning tales, Rio De Janeiro calls, A beach party of jazzy crazy string bikinis in my dreams/
vibrant, alive, a music medicine supreme brings the funk into overdrive/
let it ride, as the vinyl set spins, cozy late-night vibes awaken, from DJ Sunset House/
he is jumpin’ on the groove with his chilled Lofi punky sets/
A wizard behind the turn tables, Mr. Electronic, a maestro of wicked simplicity wrapped in a culture of midnight play/
soul jazz chillaling, the midnight shows with all Its bling/
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