[Verse]

Willy is the master of the groove,

A cat who burns bright, makes the jitterbugs move.

With a wink and a nod, he starts the show,

A ruler of rhythm, with a jazzy glow.

[Verse 2]

His melodies fly like a bird on the breeze,

Tickling notes from the piano keys.

The horns shout loud, the bass walks tall,

When Willy takes charge, he dazzles them all.

[Chorus]

Oh, Willy’s the king, the swing supreme,

Every stage lights up like a dream.

From sweet gypsy tunes to bebop's delight,

He stirs up the stars, steals the night!

[Verse 3]

With a sly little smirk and a bowtie tight,

He sways the souls beneath the spotlight.

The crowd leans in, they’re under his spell,

Wherever he leads, the feet will compel.

[Bridge]

His vibraphone hums like a secret sigh,

The brass hits like thunder, the drums reply.

He lays down the rhythm so velvet and lush,

A maestro of motion, soft as a hush.

[Chorus]

Oh, Willy’s the king, the swing supreme,

Every stage lights up like a dream.

From sweet gypsy tunes to bebop's delight,

He stirs up the stars, steals the night!

[Chorus]

Oh, Willy’s the king, the swing supreme,

Every stage lights up like a dream.

From sweet gypsy tunes to bebop's delight,

He stirs up the stars, steals the night!