That House on 43rd

[Intro]
[Verse]
Strollin’ down the avenue, under neon skies at night,  
I pass by that old brownstone, with a single, dim-lit light.  
They say behind that heavy door, the real show begins at three—  
There’s a tune of clinking glasses and a certain mystery.  
[Chorus]
That house on 43rd, I hear it’s where the whispers fly,  
They’re rollin’ dice behind the drapes, and the band plays on the sly.  
Where smoky secrets fill the air, and trouble taps its shoe,  
That house on 43rd—if they’ll let me in, I’ll see it through.  
[Short instrumental]
[Verse]
They say the boss in pinstripes lurks behind a velvet booth,  
Trading hush-hush handshakes like they’re minted in the truth.  
Cigars glow in hidden corners, hush money changes hands,  
While sippin’ on forbidden booze, the band is hot and grand.  
[Chorus]
That house on 43rd, I hear it’s where the whispers fly,  
They’re pullin’ aces out of sleeves when the coppers pass on by.  
Shadows dancing through the halls, with every cunning clue,  
That house on 43rd—if I get the nod, I’ll join ’em too.  
[Bridge]
I’m itchin’ for a midnight caper,  
To see what’s really goin’ on—  
A knock, a code, maybe something bolder,  
Before the break of dawn.  
’Cause maybe the rumors are sweeter  
Than the truth inside those walls,  
But I’d rather taste temptation  
Than miss that clarion call.  
[Instrumental]
[Verse]
Oh, the cat who runs the bar says you gotta earn your place,  
But once you’re in, you’re part of that hush-hush, jivin’ space.  
I’ll risk the dice, the smoky nights, for a chance at that marquee—  
Where the jazz is jumpin’, hearts are thumpin’, livin’ wild and free.  
[Final Chorus]
Yes, that house on 43rd, I’ll be there with a wink and grin,  
Knock twice for fortune, once for fame—how can I not dive in?  
Tomorrow’s just a rumor, my friend, tonight I make my move,  
That house on 43rd—  
I’m on my way to find my groove!  
[Outro]

Jazz, Big Band, melodic, catchy Lyrical