Bacon Bliss in the Midnight Swing

[Verse] In a joint where the neon's low, A jazzy place this town doth know, Grab a seat, let the stories flow, Order up a hamburger show. [Verse 2] Phonk beats electrify the air, Swingin' grooves beyond compare, But the star, my dear, I swear, Is the burger with bacon flair. [Chorus] Oh the sizzle, oh the taste, Bacon draped in perfect grace, Lettuce crisp and mustard’s trace, In this joint we find our place. [Verse 3] Sauce so sweet it spins a tale, Onions charmed and pickles pale, Every bite, we're bound to sail, Love at first bite, never fail. [Bridge] Electro swirls, the jazz beats drop, Phonk's deep vibe, we never stop, Burger visions at the top, With each crunch, we’re gonna bop. [Verse 4] Sway and groove amongst the booths, Found in flavors, hidden truths, Bacon dreams and youth's sweet ruths, Swingin’ ‘round 'bout that sooth.