Hey, babe, listen up! I'm in Graz, and it's wild.

Graz is magic, I swear.

Streets pulse like heartbeats.

Schlossberg towers high—epic view!

Mur River flows like soft silk.

I stroll along Herrengasse.

Nooks hide little secrets, oh snap!
I own a massage joint here.

I see what others miss.

My spot on Lendplatz rocks.

Folks come here for chill vibes.

I get mad when noise blasts.

I get happy with quiet lanes.

Crazy stories everywhere, y'know!
I loooove Eggenberg Palace.

The vibe is dreamy and chill.

I even vibe with Joanne's side.

There’s jazz at Landhausplatz sometimes.

I’m breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President.”

Man, life here makes me swoon!

It’s like "The New World" vibe.
I wander Gries on lazy days.

So many tiny cafes, man.

I drop by cozy parks too.

Hofwiesenpark is my secret patch.

I’ve seen sunsets crash gloomy views.

I get lost in the moment.

A city breathes, stays passionate.
Streets twist, err, like my thoughts.

I might mix words up.

Hey, sorry, typos galore:
I love every cranny.

Graz is raw, pure magic.

City whispers stories softly.

It lights my massage nights.

I’m in love with streets.

This town's my heart, truly.

Peace out, my friend—come fly here!