Chicago Groove

The city skyline purples, red and blues, traffic escape to the sound of the highway blues...

Taking my breath away..the smell of Jay's Factory, making our stomachs growl

Chicago is full of night owls ..

It's a late night and we're hungry..every hood spot lights are on....

Pizza, beefs, chicken or ribs...

We are gonna need bibs

You can never get enough

Though the streets are tight

But the love is thick in the heart of the city's slick brick..

Sweet home, under purple skies that midnight magic in the night owls eyes...

Flashback to the nineties

Dressing up so neat

We started chasing lights on rush street

But the real magic happened when the sun went down

Heading underground to the best spot in town

Deep in the warehouse losing all control

Frankie on the decks, saving everybody's soul

Jacking to the bassline

Sweating through the night underneath the strobe lights everything was right....

From the wide open blue of lake Michigan

To the blocks where I grew up, it makes me feel alive every corner holds a memory,

Every street sign knows my name

Decades pass up by, but the feelings stay the same,

Yeah its a deep down joy,

A beautiful peace

When I'm back in my city, all my worries cease.....

Just feel the spirit rising up from the ground, drop the beat one more time for my favorite town..

Sweet home, under purple skies

That midnight magic in the night owl's eyes

From the slick brick lanes to the avenue

Nobody does a night life quite like you...

Just pat your foot to the rhythm of the soul

Chicago's got a hold on my control.....