[Verse] Morning light slides through the windowpane, Kettle hums a soft, familiar refrain. Spoon taps the rhythm against the cup, Radio croons as the day wakes up. [Pre-Chorus] Steaming notes and silver gleam, A quiet dance, a waking dream. [Chorus] Jazz in the kitchen, smooth and slow, Whispered songs only we know. Sway with the warmth, let the moment grow, Kettle, spoon, and radio. [Verse] Echoes drift from the old radio dial, Spoon’s gentle clink makes the morning smile. Kettle’s steam curls in soft ballet, We find our tune in the start of day. [Pre-Chorus] Steaming notes and silver gleam, A quiet dance, a waking dream. [Chorus] Jazz in the kitchen, smooth and slow, Whispered songs only we know. Sway with the warmth, let the moment grow, Kettle, spoon, and radio. [Bridge] Settle in this mellow space, Every sound finds its place. Low and steady, cool and clear, The kitchen’s jazz is always near. [Chorus] Jazz in the kitchen, smooth and slow, Whispered songs only we know. Sway with the warmth, let the moment grow, Kettle, spoon, and radio. [Chorus] Jazz in the kitchen, soft and fine, Every note a perfect line. Holding on as the day unfolds, Kettle, spoon, and radio. [Outro] Kettle, spoon, and radio... Play on, play on, slow.