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Atlantic Suite

denker

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🎩🥂 The Atlantic Suite — a luxury weekend, swinged. All aboard! This storytelling swing house track takes you on a first-class ride straight into Berlin's most glamorous weekend. A charismatic narrator and two dazzling ladies arrive at a marble-floored grand hotel at the Gendarmenmarkt, ride the golden elevator up to a rooftop suite, pour a drink from the bar — and then take the night by storm at the Electro Swing Revolution. Rolling shuffle hi-hats run like wheels on rails, real brass stabs shine like champagne glasses, and a boogie-woogie piano keeps the suite swinging till dawn. One part vintage travel tale, one part modern dancefloor banger — three minutes of pure Roaring Twenties, now with a proper bassline. 🚂🎷💃 Keep on & Swing!

Lyrics

Verse 1

First class carriage, rolling out of town,

Two ladies laughing, ups and downs,

Champagne in plastic — no, crystal, dear —

Berlin's getting closer, can't you hear?

Can't you hear?

Verse 2

Stepped off the train with my hats in my hand,

We hit the boulevard like a big brass band,

The hotel stood gleaming, all marble and gold,

Gendarmenmarkt gleaming — a story retold.

Chorus

We're living up in the Atlantic Suite,

Where the marble shines and the vibrations sweet,

Rooftop high, pour a drink from the bar,

Berlin below like a vintage star!

Suite life, sweet life — the roaring way,

Three of us swinging — here's to the play!

Verse 3

The golden elevator, straight to the top,

The whole city glowing, it ain't gonna stop,

Drinks from the bar, ice cracking like fire,

The night's still young and the horns climb higher.

And the horns climb higher!

Bridge

Marble underfoot, skyline out the glass,

A hundred years of glamour in one champagne glass...

The band is calling — put your dancing shoes on,

'Cause the revolution's swinging till dawn.

Verse 4

Down to the floor where the electro swing's king,

Brass in the bassline, feel it sting,

Two dames on my arms, spinning 'round the night,

Electro Swing Revolution — we own the night!

Final Chorus

We're living up in the Atlantic Suite,

Where the marble shines and the vibrations sweet,

Rooftop high, pour a drink from the bar,

Berlin below like a vintage star!

Suite life, sweet life — the roaring way,

Three of us swinging — here's to the play!

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